Must I step aside I ask myself?
It's a question seizing the moment,
Becoming a reflection segueing into
An obstruction, as if a tree fallen
And now obstructs the road.
All roads lead somewhere, like the
Road that is the street in front of my
Home. Often walkers, taking this
Unbeaten path; road rather, are
Obstructionists. Some are
Strict deconstructionist's; as is
The president-elect, who says, protesters
That burn an American flag should be
Prosecuted; a question meant to amend
I've never considered burning an
American flag I tell to myself. Doing so
Is not like having snatched an angel's
Harp and used it to strum sacred
Hymns at gravesites of mass murders.
To do so is not like reaching down
And grabbing a women's genitalia
Without consent, or regard for her
Personal dignity and humanity. Such
Indignity is a violation of her body.
Must she step aside I ask myself?
I need not ask a woman, for I have a
Wife and I have daughters. I have a
Son who must be held accountable
And brought to task if ever need be.
Am I Father Mckenzie writing the words
Of a sermon that no one will hear, no
One comes near in the lyrics of The
Beatles 'Eleanor Rigby.' All roads lead
Somewhere I tell myself.
-- An Angel's Harp
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