Resentiment of a commoner

"Resentiment"  of a Commoner. (Enter Aquatoria.)

Sunday morning. In the Church.

· Christian:
I will speak candidly with you,
Laying aside all wit  and manner,
This fecklesss eloquence and rigor
We leave behind… It"s me and you…
There"s no hypocrisy and pride,
There is no hate, but indignation
I feel, I harness my frustration
With love I am to feel for you;
Idiosyncracy of life,
Implicit feelings in the being
Not of my own, but canon laws
I am to follow, so it goes…

Why have you come in morning light,
Why do you bother with the highest,
I saw you gay, I saw you drunk
I saw how fast in dirt you sunk…
They saw you yesterday in brothel,
No strength, no eyes, dead are your lungs.

What do you look for - peace and glory?
So be it - but in different place,
And shame should cover your red face,
You look for truth, so stand in scielence.

· Soldier:
My grievances are great in essense,
I know not what I am to say,
My blatant tongue can teach no lessons,
But soul of mine has not been slain.

· Christian:
I know no pity for your soul,
You killed a lot of human hope,
You raped your victims, you dethrowned
What through the lives of men we taught;
You built the doors and walked through them,
Your fulmination is so empty -
To form the life on your own stem,
You hated us, you tortured them.
I was like you, but came to senses,
I did not kill, and did not force,
It"s late for you, it is a loss,
But infinite is evil"s toss;
These are ideals of creation,
Imbeded in the nature"s plot,
You are to follow them precisely,
Or you will look and never stop…
This boorish and painful life,
That cuts through flesh like butcher"s knife,
Coercive facts on every corner,
Shalom is distant, death is common;
There wander you in greatest dim,
And hubris thoughts that cover him
Who thinks that walking through is owning,
Without a gasp, without a scream,
Have covered day and made it grey
In every face for which you pray.

· Soldier:
Indeed, so beautiful a day!

· Christian:

Leave now! You are disgrace, dishonor…
What business has your heart within
The walls of faith that warm the righteous,
That march through time in godly pace;
What have you brought into the palace
Of kingdom known, but the unseen,
How dare you to stand beside us
In apathy, in front of Him.

Look at your hands - they are in blood,
Your flaw - in matter and in heart,
Commendable is only latter,
But ways to heart for you are hard.

· Commoner:
The dialectics are so blind
In wandering through moral plight;
What does exist is mere fight
That constitutes the living essense…

The aquatoria of struggle,
Midnight of devilish uprising,
Which seeks the blood, which drags your veins,
In ethical humane reprisals.

What is your right to stop the slaughter,
Who are you to proclaim shalom,
What kind of beast you are beseaging
In your attempts to build us home?

Those, given mind, have no more peace,
They ponder life and inner being,
They ponder you and finding nothing
They kill the animal in you.

They murder you, proclaiming blessing
In overcoming one more day,
Its you they sacrifice for essense,
Its you that they would choose for prey.

It is the greatest venture ever,
It is the start and someone"s end,
It is comparison and fracture
To those who eagerly will bend.

I live through dark, I learn the light
By overcoming your volition,
I know the differences of matter,
With "objectivity of you".

I love and hate by sacrifice,
I will in will subjecting mind,
Revealing suddenly the Being,
Objectifying thruths of mine.

I will in will in lines of guidance
That He bestowed on mortal earth,
In will, I find my dazzling freedom,
In chains I walk regretting will.

And always victors we demand,
And always victims we acknowledge,
To know the path, to find the wrath,
Establishing His highest college.

Indeed, to those who suffer deeply,
Who thus engage in finite fight,
Truths show themselves and deeper willing
Takes stand replacing beastly right.

And aquatoria redeemed,
With blood of truth and that of mind,
Will fill your life with fine esteem,
And will direct with dashing might.

So let him stay, my loving Christian,
For he has brought your own shalom,
He earned the place beside the altar,
For it is he who built you home.