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© 1984, Troy Kevin Spears

Atop Sinai,
Moses' nodding and blinking head,
presides over the union of our cruelty
and our humanity.
And he becomes midwife to the mountain,
as she gives birth to a god.
For out of the womb of uncertainty,
doubt turns on herself
and doubt hazards ...
an Absolute.
And the once holy marriage
turns to miscarriage,
becomes History and Witch Hunt.

Hear my people!
The Lord, our Lord, was always, and only,
many Lords.
And what is it that they ask?
That we shall put away these toys,
these Absolutes,
and that we shall not live with the furnaces
of THOU SHALL NOT anymore.