Chris' "Awful" poem...

I actually thought it was pretty good Chris! :-P...well...at least what it's trying to say overall ha!

Light of the World

By: Chris Ragon

My friend you see I have to go

And leave you here this night

You know dear friend I love you so

But that won’t stop this fight

Our land you see is overrun

By evil known as sin

And when I show the world the way

Your life can then begin

It does not kill with sheer brute force

By burning down your town

It’s much too crafty for all that

It wants to steal your crown

My friend you see I have to go

And leave you here this night

You know dear friend I love you so

But that won’t stop this fight

While most accept this awful fate

By which they are consumed

At first it feels so right and good

But truly they are doomed

The darkness takes you from my light

To which you all are drawn

Without this light you will be lost

Then truly hope is gone

My friend you see I have to go

And leave you here this night

You know dear friend I love you so

But that won’t stop this fight

And with my light you all will fight

To show the world the way

There is no way that you can fail

It strengthens you this day

The light will use all that you have

To pierce right through the dark

For it will run away with fear

And gone its crimson mark

My friend you see I have to go

And leave you here this night

You know dear friend I love you so

But that won’t stop this fight

~Chris Ragon

Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.

And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.

When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.
So, friends, every day do something
that won't compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.

Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.

Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millenium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.

Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.

Listen to carrion -- put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come.
Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts.
So long as women do not go cheap
for power, please women more than men.

Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep
of a woman near to giving birth?

Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.

As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn't go.

Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

~Wendell Berry