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