advent journal: loaded metaphor

in the story of america

war is the primary metaphor

we see life as a battle

conquest as a mission

we’re number one, remember?

we live our lives locked

and loaded, ready for battle

our words are bullets

intent on doing damage

in the name of faith and

freedom: we must defend

our right to be right

the cost of the conquest

goes largely unnoticed

we are killing ourselves

yelling ourselves to death

we have chosen a metaphor

that knows nothing of poetry

or compassion, we shoot

and never get to the question:

war — what is it good for?

absolutely nothing

say it again . . .

Peace

Milton