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Evil
Humid moisture in the air:
it saps the body
of its will to work,
rusts away the machines
constructing our monuments
to the beauty of humankind,
erodes and corrodes
every noble work
we dream up.
Silly barometric priests:
we cannot defeat it,
eradicate or beat it.
All we can do
is persevere
in our noble works,
building up in hope
that we will outgain it
for the time being.
it saps the body
of its will to work,
rusts away the machines
constructing our monuments
to the beauty of humankind,
erodes and corrodes
every noble work
we dream up.
Silly barometric priests:
we cannot defeat it,
eradicate or beat it.
All we can do
is persevere
in our noble works,
building up in hope
that we will outgain it
for the time being.
Published 9th Apr 2011
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10th Apr 2011 4:54am
...a little bit of Ezra Pound's "With Usura" (Canto LXV)--that permeation you write of in the first stanza. I like the juxtaposition between evil and hope between the two stanzas as well, and the brevity. For such a huge subject, you convey a lot in a short piece. A good write, methinks.
10th Apr 2011 4:59am
Thanks for reading, I'm glad you like it. Abstract ideas like evil and hope admittedly aren't my normal subjects, as I tend towards more concrete items. It was written for Jack's "Evil" forum in which you must use an extended metaphor for evil in 20 lines max.
