The Past

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*Arisen

Sometimes

I arise

From my

Ashes

And

Deploy

Armaments

Surprisingly

Facile

Argumentably

Superior

I deny

My past

And

Hence

Strengthen

It

I deny

My heritage

So strange

So poor

And

Yet

It is

All I know

And love

I arise

From the

Ruins

Of

Youth

Refreshed

Somehow

In

The Bosom

Of Goodness

* “Arisen” refers to the awareness that the past and all its products: fame, obscurity, guilt and justification, are false.  This truth seems to be a verifiable conclusion as I am old now.  Seeing one’s life and  the total vanity of it is refreshing beside the fact that possessing the past is forgetting it.  Such a harsh review or hard confession to the Priest from Hell is not necessary.  Baptism in Fire is available to all men who probably achieve this ideal before death.  We wondered as good Catholic children of the good catechism why the Eskimoes, and by extention the billions of non-Catholics, (and in those old fashioned days Calvinists, Baptists, Jews, and other minorities were condemned). Expanding on this poem is required since I am below the required 200 words. A world of wisdom is possible in one word.  A world beyond this is only possible in the absence of word, conclusion and thought.

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