I Don't Want to Be a Strong Man
Strong men oppress the righteouslike wicked imperial whores,
shatter dreams of justice,
and churn hope to blistered sores.
Strong man, wicked is your brawn.
I hate the way it is steering me.
Strong man, pity for your pawn.
Your strength is pure tyranny.
I don't wanna be a strong man.
I want to be a humiliated black man
a castigated woman
an alienated Jew man
a prostituted Thai kid.
I want to be a weak man.
I want to be a mocked Asian man
a knocked lesbian
a locked, caged man
a defrocked reverend.
I want to be a weak man.
Stared up at Calvary,
with my eyes engrossed
by an image shocking me:
My Lord nailed on a cross,
soaked in his holy blood
like a good man should.
For all his wonder and majesty,
for all the light he shone,
this Son of God hung in impotency,
taken down by mighty Rome.
And he was a weak man.
posted by RfrancisR @ 4:18 AM
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