1358 A POEM IN DEFENSE OF SABBATH 07-04-26

Written in response to a “kool-aid” crack

made by an old theologian buddy

who condemns my continued belief in-

and my stubborn adherence too-

the Forth Commandment

and against its

-(somehow, since it’s “just ceremonial…”)-

elimination at the Cross of Jesus!

For it does not command me to create a sabbath,

to infuse time with holiness…

No!

Rather it only reminds me to remember that

it already exists.

Made for man by God

as soul in the stone I stand on,

as spirit in the air I breathe.

Already there from the Beginning

through the Power of the Word of the Creator during Genesis’ creation.

To be mindful of the special sacredness of the 7th day.

And also, my friend,

beware that I should ever again see you in the flesh.

For I just might slit your throat on a lark

in an act of freedom from the law wrought by the cruxifixction.

For the 6th would be erased as well!

And meanwhile,

caution your pretty, young wife.

For I could covet her body

and fuck her as we lay in a pool of your blood

and after, saited in our sweat,

tinged and tainted in your rich, red gore,

I’d pray a prayer of thankfulness to that old god, Mammon

or to the Nada, new god of the empty universe.

For to be true to your exegesis,

#’s 1 and 10 are washed away in Christs blood as well!

As would they all!

You optimistic innocent!

For not a jot, neither a tittle shall be removed

’till all is accomplished!

So, just look at the world, Friend!

Just look!

All is not yet accomplished.

The end has not yet come!

Gods children continue to destroy His children.

Gods creatures continue to destroy Her creation!

Bare witness as the peace and order of community

crumbles like the walls of old Jericho.

For your “systematic theology”

has chipped away their seams cement.

Gone is the glue holds all together!

Gone is the balance-stone sits on a centered scale!

For “… the center will not hold…”

unless we, at least,

remember

the Sabbath Day!

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