[As we know, the final stanza of a corona is simply the final lines of the preceding thirteen plus the opening line of the first sonnet - the Unknown Poet tweaks the lines in various degrees so that the confused result makes almost as much sense as the rest of his poetry.]
14. Worth Our Trust?
What in all of this was worth our trust
or the loss of our common humanity?
Falling down towards abysmal gates,
we think,
"Can there really be a being without a heart
that would crush the world under iron heels?"
If you squeeze your eyes you’ll see a bit of light,
however, when them snake eyes wink,
do you see something deeper that you’re afraid to mention?
The "Lord" such serve rules a kingdom of death,
but when the wounded heart reappears
from behind a pack of lies and flatulence,
will we hear the Fenris’ guttural cough?
Will War have become greater than Pestilence?
Will we wake up to the sound of dogs barking?
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Dear Chuckcliff,
My name is Bill Hawthorne and I am a political blogger. Just had a question about your blog and couldn’t find an email—please get back to me as soon as you can (barbaraobrien(at)maacenter.org)
Thanks,
Bill
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