Gone Blind -- Arvinson Log post # 600

Gone Blind  (2014)

                                                                                            

Justice! they cry

What’s it mean? sez I

ain’t it just another name for revenge?

She’s often portrayed

as a blind chick with a sword

as untoward as blind rage

or blind drunk on a binge

Oh, she looks good

sittin’ here on this page

but she lights fires, you know

and if we’re not burnt

we’ll be singed

To invite her

we’re gonna need courage

let us try

one more time

for courage

Justice! they cry

Save me from it, sez I

or I and my kind

will swing in the breeze

and a lonely trumpet play

and the harpies will

tug at our flesh

‘til sometime late in the day

if anyone knows

that we aren’t on our knees

begging the unknown in the sky

begging, please

Let us try

one more time

for courage, for courage

Let us try

one more time

for courage

For I and my kind

by choice have gone blind

and our names

are signed to the checks

and our names are in the fields

of oil and blood

and our spirits

are dragged through the mud

as Old Glory waves

and we salute the ones

who send children

We salute, and dig graves

for our children

Let us try

one more time

for courage

Justice! they cry

but does she ever forgive?

And if it’s an eye

for an eye

how will grandchildren live?

Just look at her there

Sweet Justice – how fair

though she seems only to care

for the sound of alarms

It takes courage, too

to not take up arms

it takes courage to say

Let her go, now

we’ll start new

let us try

one more time

for courage

~ Ralph Murre