My dog can not protect me
From that which has dominion
Over him and history.
And even ink that can triumph over time
Spares us little when we are done
Is frail to inspiration's moment
A pale and inadquate thing.
Else the struggle to live the Gospel would not be
An order of such magnitude and easily done.
So let us celebrate fish for breakfast
Keep God ever in the center of our pain and joy
And like Bergmann's Seventh Seal Squire - Protest!
While smiling nicely back at death.
Bill Grace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/corgy-theology/
