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I Will Bear Witness

A modern day cartographer has come
to delve so deep within the human mind
his delving cracks below the cranium.
I never thought of man as so unkind.

To render from within and break apart
that slender thread of reason all must grasp;
with malice and aforethought from the start
has come a mockery of language, laws and facts.

Proclaim: psycho-social sabotage
is but a crime unto our human sense
that only BFSkinner would applaud.
Of this I do aver: it makes no sense.

I watched them on the street incite disaster -
minions of the modern slaver’s master:
 he raised his hand up high, salute
 to shade his brow; this signal passed, he turned
 on heel in sharp precision as she passed
 and so she turned, and came as if in chance
 upon two ‘subjects’ sitting on a bench.

 These ‘subjects’ occupied the lowest rung
 of social stratus and they coupled young
 to birth the child now clasped within his arms.
 Her approach upon this seated pair, unarmed,
 unwarned of her advancing stimulus,
 nipples thinly veiled and breasts so pendulous
 as to incite a riot in the heart
 and loins of saints once chaste, even in the dark.

 She leaned over just to coo and cluck
 the infant bundle swaddled in his arms,
 exposing cleavage deeply cleft, and lust
 that did uncoil to this young couple’s harm.
 
 She left these ‘subjects’ seated there to chew
 upon this thing so wickedly inspired -
 beneath a noon time heat in envy stewed;
 this young mother’s jealous rage did flare.

Not privy to this sum in caution rent,
I had but one small glimpse of stimulus
- subtle as to craft, nature, and intent -
instilled with an immediate effect.

Because of this: a mad magician’s art,
To your attention must I now direct:
The human engineer assails the bastion
with ruler, compass, weighted line and chart,
whereon he makes and will destroy his mark -
our humble anchorage, the sound of reason.

© D. Winter
November 2, 2007