elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

Soap And A Brush - Poem by elysabeth faslund

To the lesser gods...
Your fingernails are dirty.
To the higher gods...
Your hair is a mess.

Why speak your mandates
To humankind, when you
Need soap and a brush?
Dare you! How dare you!

Temples can be razed.
Offerings halted.
How dare you! Give us
The blood of our loved ones


Comments about Soap And A Brush by elysabeth faslund

  • (2/16/2008 3:17:00 AM)

    People with clean nails and tidy hair can't be bothered with the complaints of the unkempt. I remember reading a very strong and justified complaint written to the source of his discontent. The recipient disdainfully pointed out the grammatical efforts and poor penmanship of the letter's author. (Report)Reply

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  • (2/11/2008 1:17:00 PM)

    A very powerful write Elysabeth 10 Chris (Report)Reply

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  • (2/11/2008 12:35:00 PM)

    Shades of a beggar neither bearing gifts nor seeking charity - merely making demands! Sounds blatantly political... Rgds, Ivan (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 11, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, March 24, 2008

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