September 6, 2012

Harvest









The chosen 
are baptized
and anointed, 
sent out
well-dressed
in the cold.
Given away
by the hands 
of the fathers,
admired
by the tired
and the old.
Each year
the new seed
is planted,
by spring 
will come up
with the corn.
Next fall we'll see
how they've managed,
in the land
of the forever 
unborn.

9/1/12.