For he has shown you O Man, what is good?
Broken promises;
Torturous gazes;
Compunction—

And what does the LORD require of you?
Apoplectic voices;
Pagan lips;
Vacant eyes—

But to do justly?
Infatuation;
Control;
Ressentiment—

Love mercy?
An ancient chest of wood lay forlorn;
Tucked inside a haunted, hallowed
Cellar, Dirge of Oezys, serenades: bloated, turgid—

And to walk humbly with your God?
Rotted photos, fragrances of moth and ink;
Love letters, all handwritten, dates assorted;
A forgotten box of memories.