Poem: Inner Temple, Outer Temple

 

Jody Fausett

FALL IN!

 

Silence beckons sleep

 

Red was made for a reason

 

ATTENTION!

 

we give the bullet noble cause

taking your life yet I pay 

Law of Equal Exchange

 

PRESENT ARMS!

 

I am trying to be a good citizen

but I come from a block of ice

held with many hands

 

PORT ARMS!

 

Everyone’s favourite ingredient: Power

enlisted to keep the bruise bloody

 by pressing

REVERSE ARMS!

 

Then why is it

when I lay my head down

I keep hearing

“Mama, they are wrapping my body in white cloth!”

over and over again?