Adjectives

Under the cassock
apparently
is massacre, atrocity,
so much collateral
that’s been ripped and killed.

Out here we’re
looking at this,
thinking of it —

daring to question the very God
they invoked to shelter
this, because

when we were kids
in tight rows, cowering
before the sisters, they taught us
that adjectives describe

what kind, how many, which one —

so how do we speak of this
when they will not use
the very language they taught us 
to define what we want to know —

what kind, 
how many,
which ones?

If we can’t trust their adjectives
to tell the truth,
what other parts of speech
did they lie about?
What else was taught wrong
or not taught?
What’s a God, anyway?

 

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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