Sanctity, sanctity
Wherefore art thou, sanctity?
Hidden behind the cross
where underneath the priest
went beyond your bounds
and under the shirt of a little boy
that cried for sanctuary
in the comfort of the Word,
but was denied by him
and by your empty promise?
Sanctity, sanctity,
wherefore art thou, sanctity?
Lost in the crossfire
of a thousand young soldiers
fighting for "freedom" and "country"
over the irreversible mistake of a man
too ignorant to foresee the penalties of such
actions as you had wished him to take
in your sake, in your honor, to protect you?
Sanctity in the hellfire and damnation
of so many innocent lives on either side
of border and brother and kind?
Sanctity, ha!
I laugh in the name of sanctity.
Your provocation of righteousness
in the land of the unholy sickens and taunts
As I fearfully strive to reach thee and thine.
But this kiss of death upon his lips end it tout suite.
We somehow violate your definition and tramp upon tradition
by wanting some bit of joy and unity that they have but we haven't.
Sanctity, sanctity,
Wherefore art thou sanctity?
Behind the sacred traditions long kept under steeple
Where happy couples march toward doom and despair
For hours after the final bell tolls, the wedding unfolds
and the veil unravels to show something lurking deep within.
A five hour marriage, yet we're the bigger sin?
Sanctity, sanctity
How does love taint thee?
How can we who love the same
Be the ones to kill you, the ones to blame?
Sanctity, sanctity,
wherefore art thou, sanctity?
You've been gone too long to blame us anymore.
Monday, June 30, 2008
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