EZEKIEL CHAPTER 9 - 16

EZEKIEL 9

1 He shouted also in my ears
With a loud voice, saying for fears,
”Let those who rule the town come near,
Every man with his weapon gear.”
2 See six men came down from the way
Of the higher gate in the sway
Of the north, and each man in hand
Had a weapon of slaughter planned;
And one man among them was decked
In linen, and an inkhorn checked
By his side like a scribe; and they
Went in and stood beside the ray
Of brazen altar, there to stay.
3 Israel’s Ælohim’s glory went
Up from the cherub and was sent
To the threshold of the house lent.
And he called to the man decked out
In linen, with the inkhorn stout
By his side like a scribe devout.
4 And YHWH said to him, “Go about
In the town of Jerusalem,
And set a mark on diadem
Of the men that sigh and who cry
For all abominations wry
That are done in the city’s hem.”

I sigh and cry, it’s true, Beloved, but I
Am not in Jerusalem or in view
Of that fair city. I do what I do
Just south of tundra and beneath the sky.
I sigh and cry for what I like to spy
As the abominations of the crew
That claims to worship three in one as You,
But really worships Tammuz and Day Eye.
Beloved, my heart is splintered by the task
Of sighing and of crying in the blast,
And yet I wonder how much in my mind
Is truly set for Your glory in kind.
Remove my Tammuz that I cast out now,
Even if one with a thorn-broken brow.

5And to the others he said there
In my hearing, “Pass in to share
The city after him and strike;
Your eye shall not pity the like,
Nor shall you anybody spare.
6 “Kill all, the old and young, both maid
And little children on parade,
And women, but do not come near
Any man with the mark to steer,
And start at My temple and raid.”
Then they began with the old men
Who sat before the temple then.
7 And He said to them, “Spoil the place,
And fill the courts with corpses’ race;
Go out.” And they went out to kill
Into the city with a will.
8 It happened as they slaughtered there,
And I was left, I fell in prayer
Upon my face, and cried and said
”Ah Lord YHWH, will You kill the bred
That’s left of Israel in Your
Pouring out of Your wrath in store
Upon Jerusalem with gore?”
9 And He said to me, “Wickedness
Of Israel’s house, Judah’s address
Is very great, the land is filled
With blood, and the city unstilled
Of its perversity: they say
’YHWH has forsaken the earth’s ray,
And YHWH does not look on for pay.’
10 “And as for Me also, My eye
Shall not spare, and neither will I
Have pity, I will recompense
Their way on their own head and sense.”
11 And see the man decked out to be
In linen, with the inkhorn free,
Reported the matter, and said
”I’ve done as commanded and led.”

The genocides of human families
Are old as conquistadors in the breeze
Of Mexico and in recent Peru.
The genocides of Bosnia in brew
Followed the Serbian deaths of the freeze
Of Vatican to rid the world of all
Called Orthodox upon the earthly ball.
The hitting back itself is nothing new.
Beloved, this prophecy’s not yet fulfilled.
There has never been righteous hand that spilled
The blood of the idolater and left
The world pure for Your worship unbereft.
Commandment-keepers simply do not wield
The fate of the wicked and the well-heeled.

EZEKIEL 10

1 And I looked and saw in the sky
Above the heads of cherubim
There appeared over them to spy
As though a sapphire stone undim,
And like a throne rising up high.
2 And he spoke to the man decked out
In linen and said as in shout,
”Go between the wheels and beneath
The cherub, and fill your hand’s wreath
With coals of fire from in between
The cherubim, and scatter keen
Over the city.” So he went
While I watched the one who was sent.
3 And the cherubim stood to right
Of the house, when the man in sight
Went in; and the cloud filled the court,
At least the one of inner sort.
4 And YHWH’s glory arose up from
The cherub, and threshold to come
Of the house, and the house was filled
With the cloud, and the court was chilled
With the brightness of YHWH’s glory.
5 The sound of the cherubim’s wings
Was heard to outer court in flings,
As the voice of El Shaddai when
He comes to speak in ears of men.
6 It happened when He had commanded
The man decked in linen expanded,
Saying “Take fire from out between
The wheels, and from between the scene
Of cherubim; then he went in
And stood beside the wheels that spin.
7 One cherub reached out from among
The cherubim to the fire hung
That was between the cherubim,
And took some and put in the grim
Hands of the one decked in linen,
Who took it and went out again.

Fire-walking is one thing, Beloved, to see
Even among Americans the free.
It used to be only the Hindu race
Was willing to strike out at such a pace.
Of course this is not walking, but to take
A double handful of hot coals to shake.
That’s done right here among the Iroquois
Who open up the stove in false-face joy.
Beloved, as I tramp through the bosky way
Above my log house in the spring today,
Methinks the wheels descend in gratitude
Upon the leaf beginnings and their brood,
And I take up in handfuls fire and light
After the winter darkness and the night.

8 And there appeared in cherubim
The form of a man’s hand and slim
Beneath their wings both taut and trim.
9 And when I looked, see the four wheels
Beside the cherubim for keels,
One wheel by each cherub to look
The colour of beryl in hook.
10 As for appearances there’s one
Likeness to all the four in sum,
As one wheel in the other’s nook.
11 In their going on their four sides
They go; they do not turn in rides,
But go straight on as the front points,
Moving forward, no turning joints.
12 And their whole body and their backs
And their hands and their wings in tracks
Of wheels were full of eyes around,
The wheels that they four had in bound.
13 As for the wheels, I heard the cry,
O wheel! 14 And every one came by
With four faces: the first face looked
Like the face of a cherub hooked,
The second face that of a man,
The third the face of lion’s scan,
The fourth face in an eagle’s plan.

Even Azilian times were up to date
In dropping beastly figures from the rate
Of faith and fair religion of the state.
The spots vermilion on one side of stone
Replaced the ancient art of bone on bone,
And still make puzzles for the scholar shone.
Totemic emblem these no doubt are like
Australian aboriginal to strike.
The prophet’s psyche seem more potently
Archaic than that ancient time’s degree.
Anyone can invent the wheel, it’s just
Applying it to raise the troubled dust
In locomotion that requires the fame
Of modern faith, if only in a name.

15 And the cherubim lifted up,
It is the living creature’s tup
That I saw by river Chebar.
16 And when the cherubim went far,
The wheels went by them not to jar;
And when the cherubim went up,
Their wings above the earth like cup,
The same wheels also did not turn
Away from their side of the burn.
17 When they stood up, these also stood;
And when they were lifted for good,
These lifted up along them too,
The living creature’s spirit due.
18 And went abroad glory of YHWH
From off the threshold of house due,
And stood over cherubim’s view.
19 The cherubim lifted their wings,
And rose up from the earth in flings
As I saw; and when they went out,
The wheels beside them too went stout;
And every one stood at the door
Of east gate of YHWH’s house’s shore;
Glory of Israel’s Ælohim
Was over them above to beam.
20 This is the living creature I
Saw under Israel’s Ælohim
By the river Chebar to vie;
And I know they were what they seem,
Cherubim shining in the gleam.
21 Every one had four faces each,
And every one four wings to reach;
And the likeness of human hands
Under the wings as strong as bands.
22 The likeness of their faces gleams
The same way as faces it seems
I saw by the river Chebar,
Appearances and themselves star;
They all went straight forward and far.

The cherub is first found in Genesis
But no one here knows what a cherub is.
With wings and faces beastly and of man,
It’s hard to find consistent form and plan.
To block the way to life or then to show
The path to Paradise, no man can know.
Two cherubs on the ark look down upon
The ten commandments under mercy drawn.
And yet, Beloved, the fact that two are there
Suffices not to prove they do not share
In some idolatry. I turn my face
From both the image that Moses would trace
And that of Enoch and Ezekiel
To find the One: YHWH, Ælohim, or El.

EZEKIEL 11

1 And lift me did a spirit and
Bring me to the east gate to stand
By YHWH’s house, and look eastward to
Behold at the door at the view
Of the gate five and twenty men,
Among whom I saw Jaazaniah
The son of Azur and pariah;
Pelatiah son of Benaiah,
Both princes of the folk drawn nigher.
2 And He said to me, “Son of man,
These are the men of devious plan,
Who give wicked advice to this
City and do not fail or miss.
3 “They say ‘It is not near, let’s build
Houses; this is a caldron filled
And we’re the flesh in benefice.’
4 “So prophesy against them now,
And prophesy, O son of man.”
5 And YHWH’s spirit fell on my brow,
And said to me, “Speak if you can,
'So says YHWH, “So I’ve heard you say,
O house of Israel, I relay
What I know comes into your mind.
6 “You’ve multiplied the slain in kind
In this town, and you’ve filled the street
With corpses who could not retreat.
7 That’s why the Lord YHWH says: Your slain
Whom you have laid upon its plain,
They are the flesh, and this the pot:
But I’ll bring you out of the lot.
8 “You’ve feared the sword; I’ll bring a sword
Upon you,” so says YHWH the Lord.’
9 “I’ll bring you out from there and put
You under power of strangers’ foot,
And will bring judgements on your horde.
10 “By the sword you will fall, and on
The border of Israel I’ve drawn
Judgement on you, and you will know
That I’m YHWH above and below.
11 “This shall not be your caldron nor
Shall you be the flesh in its store;
I’ll judge you on Israel’s gates drawn.
12 “And you shall know that I am YHWH,
For of My statutes you don’t do,
And My judgements are far from you.
And by the laws of nations round
You have acted upon the ground.”

The spiritualizing of the true
Is part of the process that I would rue,
The process that makes it right for the best
To kill other human beings in test.
The warfare of the spirit is the war
That justifies the slashing out for gore.
I feel the great seduction of the light
That claims that matter is too dark for sprite,
And all reality is found among
The spirit beings that eternal sung.
I feel the great seduction and the power
Of spirituality as a thing dire,
And turn my feet from aerie flights to find
Reality upon the earth and kind.

13 It happened when I prophesied
That Pelatiah by the side
Of father Benaiah then died.
Then I fell down upon my face
And cried with a loud voice in trace,
And said “Ah Lord YHWH, will You make
A full end of Israel in wake?”

The prophet intercedes with You to make
An end of slaying people for Your sake.
I rather beg you to slay all the more,
Take even life from me and from my core,
And leave nothing but You alone to live
Within my graven temple and to give
My actions and my thoughts no right but that
Reflected from Your throne where You have sat.
Beloved, the prophet begs surcease of death,
But I return to You with each drawn breath.
Each exhalation must repeat Your name,
For there is nothing else of any fame.
The prophet begs and so do I today
Beneath the dark and underneath the ray.

14 And the word of YHWH came to me,
Saying ”Man’s son, your sibblingry,
Men of your kin and all the house
Of Israel to whom dwellers grouse
There in Jerusalem to say
’Get you far from YHWH, we in prey
Have this land for possession’s sway.’
16 “So say ‘So says the Lord YHWH: “Though
I’ve cast them off in heathen crew,
And though I’ve scattered them abroad
Among the nations on the sod,
Still I will be to them as though
A little temple where they go
In the land where they are put low.

The temple was cast up in gold and stone,
Within it came to represent Your throne
The ark with cherubs golden to see where
The Decalogue met mercy on the stair.
But stone can be defiled by enemy
And so it was, as well as by the free
Who came to set up there where You alone
Should bide, their own open idolatry.
But my Beloved, the sanctuary here
Where I live far from every holy tear,
The sanctuary where You come to dwell
In one heart of flesh outside Israel’s spell
Is one that cannot be defiled at all
Except the one choose other in the stall.

17 "So say ‘So says the Lord YHWH, “I
Will gather you from the folk nigh,
And bring you out of the countries
Where you are scattered in the breeze,
And I’ll give you Israel’s land’s ease.”
18 "And they shall come here and they’ll take
Away the horrors in their wake
All evil things from here in stake.
19 "And I will give to them one heart,
And I will put new spirit’s part
Among you, and I’ll take the heart
Of stone out of their flesh and I
Will give them fleshy hearts come nigh.
20 "So they may walk in My statutes,
And keep My ordinances’ roots,
And do them; and they’ll be My folk,
And I’ll be their God at a stroke.
21 "And to those whose heart goes to sigh
After the heart of wicked sty
And their abominations’ cry,
I’ll take vengeance for their way on
The own heads,” says Lord YHWH anon.’”

Beloved, I have an inner temple where
The stone walls darken everything I wear,
And in that temple I keep candle flame
In the night tide so You will see what name
Awaits Your coming on the cool of air.
Come in that temple that arises fair
In turrets and in minarets to grace
The halls where Your petitions meet Your grace.
Come turn the heart walls stony now to flesh
And find the praise rise up in a word fresh,
To satisfy Your law’s obedience.
I sit beneath the flower-covered tents
Of Ararat and know the moving night
Comes once more before Makkah in her light.

22 The cherubim lifted up wing,
And the wheels against them to sing,
And the glory of Israel’s God
Is over them above the sod.
23 Then the glory of YHWH went up
From the centre of town like cup
And stood upon the mountain that
Is on the city’s east side’s mat.
24 And a spirit lifted me up,
And brought me to Chaldea’s cup,
To the removed, and in a sight,
By a great spirit come to light,
Till the vision passed from my sight.
25 And I spoke to those there removed
All the things that YHWH to me proved.

The cherub bears the arsh, Your holy throne,
By the traditions of the Jews I’ve known.
And others say that You bear rather them,
Since You cannot be borne in any hem.
Some say the cherub separates divine
From earthly by a spirit’s body’s wine.
Some say the cherub unites all in one,
But the divine in coming and the won.
But those who say the prayers of saints unite
The cherubs in the kisses of delight
Say more than any man has any right.
And yet, Beloved, there is no breath in sight
But from Your lips to mine when all is done,
From Your eternity to my fell night.

EZEKIEL 12

1 YHWH’s word came to me then to say,
2 “Son of man, the place where you stay
Is a rebellious house, and they
Have eyes to see, but do not see;
And ears to hear, but they plainly
Do not hear: rebellious are they.
3 “So, you son of man, get your stuff
Ready to move out in the rough
In their sight; and you’ll make a shift;
Maybe they’ll stop and think unmiffed,
Though they’re rebellious ones and tough.
4 “So take your stuff by daylight out
In their sight as one leaving rout,
And you shall go out while they see,
As those gone to captivity.
5 “Dig through the wall and let them see,
Carry things out by its debris.
6 “Before their eyes on shoulders cast
You’ll be borne in the darkness massed,
With covered face, nor see the ground,
For I’ve made you a sign and sound
To Israel’s house that may be found.”
7 And I did as I was commanded:
I took my stuff out by day handed,
As stuff for the captivity,
And in the evening I made free
To dig by hand through the wall and
Bring forth in the twilight to stand,
Borne on shoulder in their sight manned.

The object lesson is not lost at all,
Diogenes too heard insistent call
To act the part and be a sign in trawl.
Ezekiel would dig through the wall.
The blanket could be used to cover him
From the sight of all things that saw him dim,
Or as a tramline out to show the folk
A hero in the vantage of an oak.
Beloved, give me a task to dig as well,
Although You must know I’m in a slow spell,
For digging takes less talent than the saw
And hammer and the building of the raw.
Let rotting wall fall quickly as I stake
A claim in Paradise with pick and rake.

8 And in the morning came the word
Of YHWH to me, saying as stirred,
9 "Son of man, did they not tell you,
The house of Israel in crew,
The house rebellious in My view,
’What are you doing? What’s occurred?’
10 "Say now to them, this is what Lord
YHWH says ‘This burden of adored
Prince in Jerusalem, and all
The house of Israel by call
Among them.’ 11 “Say ‘I am your sign;
As I have done, so here divine
What shall be done to them, and they
Shall be taken captive in sway.
12 “The prince in their midst shall be borne
Or should be in the twilight’s scorn,
And shall go out, and they shall dig
Through the wall to bear out the big;
And he shall cover up his face,
And not see the ground with eye’s trace.
13 “And I will spread my net for him,
He’ll be taken in My snare dim;
And I will carry him to be
In Babylon in the land free
Of the Chaldeans; but not see
It though he shall die there in fee.
14 “I’ll scatter out toward every wind
All that by helping him have sinned
And all his bands; and I will draw
Out the sword after them like claw.
15 “And they shall know that I am YHWH
When I shall scatter them in view
Of nations and disperse them in
The countries because of their sin.
16 “But I will leave of them a few
Safe from the sword, famine, plague too;
So they can tell all that they did,
Abominations to the lid
Among the heathen where they come;
They’ll know that I am YHWH in sum.”

Your lack of psychological insight,
Beloved, is something hard to see in spite
Of the great distances in time and place
That separate this text from cant and grace
Of my co-workers in the modern race.
You ought to know that such captivity
Would only result in syncretic spree
And not the knowledge that You are the One
Divine alone above and below sun.
Perhaps the leaving of a few to tell
The story that You are One God’s a spell
More clever in the competition’s swell.
Perhaps. But I should think a larger crowd
Of missionaries had declared it loud.

17 And the word of YHWH came to me,
Saying, 18 “Son of man quakingly
Eat your food and drink tremblingly
Your water with care in degree.
19 "And say to the folk of the land,
So says the Lord YHWH to the stand
Of people in Jerusalem,
Of Israel’s land and diadem,
‘They’ll eat their bread with care and drink
Their water with astonished link,
So her land may be desolate
Of everything that’s in its rate,
Because of all the violence
Of people living in their tents.’
20 “Inhabited towns shall be waste,
The land a desolation’s taste,
And you’ll know I’m YHWH uneffaced.”

The prophet measured bread and water then
To prophesy the siege among his men,
And shortage of the gross necessities.
He did not think his actions could not please
A later generation on their knees.
Truth is, the water need not be weighed now,
But purified instead and then allow
Consumption. In those older days the great
Danger was just attack by other state.
Today the danger of attack is more,
But beside that there’s still the greater store
Of filth around the world in pestilence,
Enough that sword and famine need no rents.
That trinity is true at least for pence.

21 And the word of YHWH came to me,
Saying 22 “Son of man, what’s to see
Of that proverb in Israel’s land
That says ‘The days are long to stand,
And every vision fails in hand?’
23 “Tell them then, ‘So says the Lord YHWH,
“I’ll make this proverb cease for you,
And they shall no more say the word
As a proverb in Israel stirred;”
But tell them, “The days are at hand,
And vision fulfilled by command.
24 “There’ll be no more false visions nor
Flatter divinings in the shore
Of Israel’s house for evermore.
25 “For I’m YHWH: I will speak and what
I speak shall come to pass unshut;
It shall not tarry, in your days,
Rebellious house, I’ll say the lays,
And will bring it to pass, no stays,”
Says the Lord YHWH beside the door.’”
26 And there was a message sent me
From YHWH, and saying faithfully:
27 "Son of man, see what they will say
In Israel’s house: The visions stay
For many days, and what he sees
In prophecy for times of ease.
28 “So say to them, ‘So says Lord YHWH,
“None of My words but come in view
Before long, but the word I speak
Shall be done quickly in a week,”
Says the Lord YHWH, yes, the Lord YHWH.’”

It seems a strange thing to my heart today
That folk in the old time that once held sway
When some Ezekiel prophesied Your word,
Repeated such a proverb heart unstirred.
They said the time of visions was long past.
I should have thought that message from the cast
Was new and quite original at last.
But no, the cynical and doubting heart
Is just as old as faith and fearing part.
The evolutionary stride is not
Reflection of reality in plot.
There’s always been highly developed thought:
Denial of reality in slot.
Only the supersonic beats the cart.

EZEKIEL 13

1 And YHWH’s word came to me and said,
2 "Son of man, prophesy instead
Against Israel’s prophets now led
To prophesy, and say to them
That they prophesy stratagem
Of their own hearts, but hear the word
Of YHWH, and so have your hearts stirred.”
3 So says the Lord YHWH, “Woe unto
The foolish prophets that give cue
Of their own spirit, but have seen
Nothing at all above the green.
4 "O Israel, your prophets are like
The foxes in the deserts’ spike.
5 "You have not gone up in the gaps,
Nor made protecting hedge in laps
For Israel’s house to stand before
The battle in YHWH’s day on shore.
6 "They have seen vanity and more,
The lying divination’s score,
Saying ‘So says YHWH’, and YHWH’s not
Sent them: and they have been in plot
To make others hope in the word
That they confirmed had once occurred.
7 “Have you not seen a vision vain,
And spoken in a lying gain,
While you say ‘YHWH has said’, and yet
I have not spoken what you set?
8 "So says the Lord YHWH: Because you
Have spoken vanity for cue
And seen lies, that’s why look and see
I am against you in your spree,”
Says the Lord YHWH and faithfully.
9 "And My hand shall be on the prophets
That see false visions at their soffits,
That predict lies: they shall not be
Among My people’s assembly,
Neither shall they be inscribed in
The writing of Israel’s house bin,
Nor shall they enter Israel’s land;
And you’ll know I’m Lord YHWH at hand.

It need not be so sinister a game
That prophets change the word but keep the fame.
While Theophrastus and Eudemus woke
To transmitting what Aristotle spoke,
It was not till Andronicus came by
After two hundred years under the sky
The thoughts forgotten of the master knew
Again the light of philosophic crew.
The purpose was not to foil on the truth,
But to improve the grasp of knowing youth.
The synergistic flight could not remain
Exactly as the father in the rain.
But You are right, Beloved, idolatry
Is a denial of Your symmetry.

10 "Because indeed they caused to err
My folk, saying: Shalom! Peace stir;
And there’s no peace, and the folk built
Up a wall and daubed it with silt
Without straw but with chalk in whir.
11 "Say to those who daub it with such,
That it shall fall, fall at a touch;
And there shall be a pouring rain;
And you, O great hailstones in train
Shall fall; and a tempest rend vain.
12 "See, when the wall is fallen down,
Shall it not be said with a frown
To you. Where is the daubing brown
With which you’ve daubed it as a stain?”
13 So says the Lord YHWH: "I will tear
It with a tempest not to spare
My fury; and pouring rain there
In My wrath, and great hailstones in
My fury to consume in din.

The dire ediction made prophetic here
Is one against Jerusalem in fear
Of long ago. And yet the peaceful word
Brings to my mind Islamic faith unstirred.
There is no peace and there is no Islam
Despite the protestations under palm.
All fails for greed and cruelty. The balm
Of Gilead is dried up in the pot,
And commerce is what this old world has got
Both in its peace and in Islamic plot,
In Nazareth's cheeses and New York's rot
Of empty stocks and bonds floating and sot.
Beloved, there is no peace indeed, I wot,
Whether the tempest rage or yet the calm.

14 "So I will break down the wall you
Have daubed with chalk and bring its view
Down to the ground, so its foundation
Shall be uncovered in its ration,
And it shall fall and you shall be
Consumed within it, till you see
That I am YHWH and faithfully.
15 "So I will fulfil My wrath on
The wall, and on those who have drawn
On it with strawless silt and say
To you: The wall’s no more to stay,
Nor those who daubed it in their way;
16 "The prophets of Israel who say
Concerning Jerusalem’s prey;
And who see visions of her peace,
When there’s no peace,” says Lord YHWH’s lease.
17 You, son of man, set your face hard
Against your people’s daughters’ pard,
Who prophesy from their own heart,
And prophesy about their part,
18 And say: So says the Lord YHWH; Woe
To the woman who comes to sew
Pillows under every elbow,
And to those who make kerchiefs right
For the head of every sized might
To spoil of souls! Will you hunt souls
Of My folk and then save the souls
Alive that come to you in tolls?

I bear You witness, my Beloved, today
That heathen kerchiefs still come into play,
The sign of Islam, though in history’s way
The same belong to Jew and Christian sway.
The wearing or the not wearing of sash
Becomes the gauge of morality’s cash,
Instead of keeping to the simple ten
Commandments that You spoke once way back when.
The big end of the egg, says Irishman,
Or else the small to cut, is a good plan
To make distinction who should lose a head.
I’d think enough trouble’s in finding bread.
Take off the hijab, or leave it alone,
But turn, Beloved, my heart’s tables of stone.

19 Will you pollute Me with My folk
For handfuls of barley in croak
And for some bits of bread to stroke,
To slay souls who don’t deserve death,
And save alive those whose last breath
Should be cut off, by lying so
My people hear your lies below?
20 That’s why the Lord YHWH says: Behold
I am against your pillows rolled,
By which you hunt souls to make flee,
And I’ll tear them from your arms wee,
And will let the souls then go free,
The souls you hunt to make them flee.
21 Your kerchiefs also I will tear,
And save My people from your power,
And they shall no more be in hand
To be hunted out of the land;
And you’ll know I am YHWH to stand.

You prophesy the fall of Christendom
And of the Jewish ladies wed to bum,
And finally of Islam as the veil
Is torn and flung aside at the assail
Revealing the corruption that's within:
All faith communities just hide their sin.
The purpose of the veil is so that those
Who hide beneath it need not keep on toes,
But may project a moral image while
Adulteries are fed up pile on pile.
Beloved, look on this heart adulterous,
Veiled with the coating of skin, blood, and pus,
And have both grace and mercy on the earth,
And save the unsaved that stands without worth.

22 Because of paining righteous hearts
With falsehood, those who from the starts
I did not make sad; and you make
The hands of the wicked at stake
Strong so he should not repent from
His wicked ways, by promise rum
Of life eternal; 23 therefore you
Shall have no longer in your view
Vain idols nor come to predict
By heathen divinations slicked;
For I’ll save My folk from your hand,
And you’ll know I am YHWH to stand.

I know, Beloved, so many preachers that
Promise life to those who came in and sat
To hear the din of Pentecostal prate
That I recognize the word right away.
Those who rely on human sacrifice
On crosses or on torture stays will pay
With the damnation You pronounce in slice.
It’s not my word but Yours, Beloved, I say.
Why does the world not repent of the sin
Of breaking Ten Commandments on a win?
The answer’s simply that the preachers tell
Them it’s all right, since Jesus said a spell
And died to atone for all future loss.
So go and sin the more and give a toss.

EZEKIEL 14

1 There arrived at my house a few
Certain elders of Israel’s crew,
And sat down there before my view.
2 A message from YHWH came to me
Saying 3 “Son of man, secretly
These men have set heart idols up,
And with their wickedness like tup
Set stumbling blocks: so why should I
Answer their questions on the sly?

My dearest reader, and I say with smile,
Beloved, and not a hint of craven guile,
Will deride my naïve approach to You,
And ridicule my words spread out in view.
The reason for such treason to the soul
That has no more reflection but the toll
Of You and You alone, is just because
Of idols in the heart, idols with claws.
And so they set their stumbling blocks to win
Just as the elders of Ezekiel’s grin
Thought to cast off his prophecy in bin.
So why should I, Beloved, send out my light
Of poetry to those who fail aright
To read the words, and only find a blight?

4 So speak to them and say to them,
“So says the Lord YHWH ‘Every gem
Of Israel’s house that sets up in
His heart his idols, and sets gin
Of stumbling block of wickedness
Before his face, comes to address
The prophet, I YHWH’ll answer him
According to the number grim
Of his idols come to confess.
5 “So I may take Israel’s house in
Their own heart, because by the grin
Of their idols they’re all estranged
From Me in the sins where they’ve ranged.’
6 “So say to Israel’s house, ‘The Lord
YHWH says “Repent and turn implored
From your idols; and turn away
Your faces from idols astray.
7 “For every one of Israel’s house,
And every stranger like a mouse
That stays in Israel, each one
Who separates himself when done
From Me, and sets up in his heart
His idols, and puts stumbling cart
Of his iniquity before
His face, and the comes to implore
Before a prophet to enquire
Of him concerning Me, in ire
I YHWH will answer his desire.
8 “I’ll set My face against that man,
And make him a sign and the scan
Of a proverb, and I will cut
Him off from My people and shut,
And you’ll know I’m YHWH if you can.
9 “And if the prophet is deceived
When he’s spoken a thing received,
I YHWH have deceived that prophet,
And I’ll stretch out My hand to get
Upon him, and I’ll destroy him
From among My folk Israel trim.
10 “And they shall bear the punishment
Of their iniquity unspent,
The punishment of prophets too
Shall be as the punishment due
On him who comes to seek his view.
11 “So Israel’s house no more may go
Astray from Me, neither for show
Be polluted any more with
All their transgressions from their myth;
But that they may become My folk,
And I may be whom they invoke,”
Says the Lord YHWH before the yoke.’”

There are so many prophets in my way,
So many speaking in Your name for pay,
And others speaking freely of the day
The spirit knocked the sense out of their head
And made the teacher of the wine and bread,
That I am reticent in my belief
That You will make them all come to some grief.
You promise to do them in for their share
In preaching the idolatrous faith’s ware.
I wait to see the lightning strike and bring
The priest and preach to the mud to sing.
So far I only see them rant and sting
Their followers for gold-lined offering.
Perhaps You’ve still got something on the wing.

12 The word of YHWH came to me, saying
13 “Son of man, when the land repaying
Sins against Me by trespassing
Sorely, then I will stretch My wing
Upon it and break staff of bread,
And send famine upon it spread,
And cut off man and beast instead.
14 “Though these three men were there to pray,
Noah, Daniel, and Job in sway,
They should but save their own soul’s way
By their righteousness,” says Lord YHWH.

The prayer of Job saved all the horrid crew
That spoke ill of Your character in view.
The prayer of Daniel also save the king,
The heathen hero of Babylon’s ring.
The prayer of Noah save from all the earth
The seven closest to his place of birth.
And do You say that even if these three
Were praying for Israel in time to see
When one Ezekiel prophesied a note,
That such prayers would not be heard for their rote?
No wonder my prayers now leave nothing changed
In a world where Your Decalogue is ranged
With what the perpetrators of the game
Call an injustice not to murder fame.

15 “If wicked beast pass through the land
At My behest and spoil the stand
So that it fails in desolation,
And no man goes through it in station
Because of the marauders’ ration:
16 “And these three men there, as I live,”
Says the Lord YHWH, “they should not give
Salvation to son or to daughter,
But they only be saved from slaughter,
But the land should be desolate.
17 “Or a sword I brought on the grate
Of that land, and I say: O sword,
Go through the land; cut off the horde
Of man and beast in their estate:
18 “Though these three men were there to pray,
As I live,” says Lord YHWH today,
“They should save neither son nor daughter,
But only save themselves from slaughter.
19 “Or if I send a pestilence
Into that land, and pour in vents
My fury on it and in blood
To cut off man and beast in bud:
20 “Though Noah, Daniel, Job were there,
As I live” says the Lord YHWH fair,
“They should save neither son nor daughter,
But only save themselves from slaughter
By their righteousness laid out bare.”
21 For so says the Lord YHWH, “How much
More when I send by four to touch
Jerusalem with judgements sore:
The sword, the famine, beast and more
In pestilence, to cut of from
It man and beast and all in sum?
22 Yet, behold in it shall be left
A remnant brought forth unbereft,
Both sons and daughters; and behold,
They shall come out to you as bold,
And you shall see their way and hold;
And you shall find comfort from all
The evil that I’ve made befall
Jerusalem, the whole ill haul.
23 And they shall comfort you, when you
See their ways and their doings view,
And you shall know that not in vain
Have I brought on them spoil and pain,
Says the Lord YHWH, says the Lord YHWH.

The fact is Daniel is not said to have
A son or daughter among Jew or Slav.
He was a eunuch by the statement made
In the book that bears his name on parade.
Of course he may have had a daughter when
He still lived in sight of the natal den.
I praise You, my Beloved, You brought to pass
This mention of good Daniel with no lass,
For some have doubted that he held the score
Against the kingdoms of the world and more.
It is a witness that a man was found
To write a righteous word upon the ground,
Full recognized by his contemporary,
Even if he had no time then to marry.

EZEKIEL 15

1 The word of YHWH came to me, saying
2 “Son of man, what’s the vine tree swaying
More than any tree, or a branch
Among the forest trees to launch?
3 “Shall wood be taken from it for
Any task, wall, window or door?
Or will anyone take a pin
From it to hand a pot therein?
4 “See, it’s just good to throw on fire
For fuel; the fire consumes the pyre
From both ends of it and between
It is burned up, good for no scene.
5 “See, when it was whole it was not
Good for anything in the plot;
How much less shall it be worth then
When fire has consumed it again?”
6 So says the Lord YHWH, “As the vine
Among the trees of forest pine,
Which I have given the fire for fuel,
So will I give dwellers in duel,
Jerusalem’s dwellers to dine.
7 “I’ll set My face against them too;
They’ll go out from one fire in view,
Another fire will burn them too;
And you shall know that I am YHWH,
When I set My face against them.
8 “And I will make the land in stem
A desolation, because they
Committed trespass in their way,”
Says the Lord YHWH to have His say.

The porous wood of the wild vine was great,
As I remember from a child’s estate
For smoking like cigars and even more
For swinging from above the leafy floor.
In faith, I never inhaled smoke myself,
As did my cousin like a wicked elf,
But all of us found fun in swinging wild
Toward the sky, happiness of a child.
Beloved, let those with less imagination
Throw cast out vines upon the fire in ration,
While I go back to being what I was,
A swinging monkey on the vine that does,
While You remain to rule the universe
From Your own throne. A God could do much worse.

EZEKIEL 16

1 Again YHWH’s word came to me saying
2 “Now son of man, do be conveying
Jerusalem to know her straying.
3 “And say ‘So says Lord YHWH unto
Jerusalem, “Your birth and due
Origin is of Canaan’s land,
Your father Amorite, the hand
Of Your mother Hittite in band.

Ah my Beloved, reproving on the folk
Of Israel is blessing to invoke
On me, poor Celt and Hittite, I had thought
I had no part in heritage or plot
Or even in the blessing of Your curse.
Who’s cursed by You could always do some worse.
Let any word come to me from Your lips
In blessing or in cursing, and my chips
Are fortunate, for there is nothing here
But Your word in all things that must appear.
Beloved, I joy to know Jerusalem
Is home of homely Hittite as Your gem,
And so I kiss the stones on Aqsa’s floor
And weep to find myself in haven’s shore.

4 “As for your origins, the day
That you were born none cut away
Umbilical cord, nor were you
Washed in water to make soft dew
Nor were you salted at all, nor
Were you swaddled in softness’ store.
5 “No eye would pity you to do
Any of these good things for you,
To have compassion on you too,
But you were thrown out in the field
In open sight and so to yield
You despised to yourself the day
When you were born and cast away.

Hardly a baby born today is salted,
And I’m not sure if that’s a thing now faulted.
Next time I have a newborn I may try
How salt does or if it will make him cry.
Water perhaps is what they use today
Without the salt and oil in nature’s way.
The septic world is still where I must pray
Three times or five upon the sodden clay
With or without the salt of sinner’s pay.
Beloved, I’m born with every breath I take,
And resurrected in the life kiss’ wake,
And find poured on me watered sweat and oil,
And salt come on my flesh for all my toil.
Beloved, all these thing show I’m for Your sake.

6 “And when I passed by you and saw
You filthy in your own blood’s maw,
I said to you there in your blood,
‘Live!’ Yes, I said in bud
To you lying there in your blood,
‘Live!’ 7 “I have cause you to increase
As the bud of the field’s release,
And you have multiplied, come great,
And you’ve put on beauty ornate,
Breasts fashioned and your hair becoming,
Whereas you were naked, bare, humming.
8 Now when I passed you and looked on,
See, your time of love was there drawn,
And I spread my skirt over you
And covered you bareness from view,
Indeed, I swore to you and made
A covenant with you that stayed,”
Says the Lord YHWH, “you were mine made.
9 “Then I washed you with water and
I washed completely from your hand
Your blood and I anointed you
With oil. 10 “I surely clothed you too
In cloth embroidered, and shod you
With badgers’ skin, and girded you
With fine linen, and with silk true.
11 “I decked you out with ornaments,
I put bracelets with your consents
On your hands, a chain on your neck.
12 “I put a jewel up to bedeck
Your forehead, earrings in your ears,
A beautiful crown that appears
On your head. 13 “So you were decked out
With gold and silver, all about
You was fine linen, silk and work
Embroidered, and you lurk
Eating fine flour, honey and oil,
Very beautiful was your coil
Become a kingdom on the soil.

I have no precious jewel though I’m Hittite,
I have a little silk perhaps in sight
And more, it may be, in white linen, too,
And yet I am a dervish in my pew.
I want no gold, I want no silver new
Beyond the gold of sunsets in my view
And silver in the cloud above the rain.
I want to wealth beyond the purple stain
Of sunrise behind aspens for my fill.
I live and breathe beside a golden hill.
Beloved, as I find you in all these things
Let me not go the way of folk and kings.

14 “Your fame went out among the folk
For your beauty, it was a stroke
Of perfect comeliness, which I
Put on you,” says the Lord YHWH nigh.
15 “But you trusted in your own fair
Looks and played the whore by your fame,
And poured out fornications there
On every passer-by for shame.
16 “And of your garments you did take
And deck your high places to make
All different colours, and to play
The whore on them, unheard of way.
17 “You’ve also taken your fine jewels
Made of my gold, my silver tools,
That I had given you, and made you
Images of men, and in view
Committed whoredom in their pew.

Beloved, I’ve surely sat beneath the shade
Of idols in the houses on parade
Where pomp and state return in daily round
To resonate You name upon the ground.
The heathen trinities in gold and cloud
Rise higher than the prayers of gathered crowd.
And here I too am found among the loud
Heathen who bend the knee before the proud.
Beloved, although I visit church and hall
Of mosque and synagogue, let not the pall
Of recklessness to disobey your call
Come on my soul. Beloved, may I return
From market and altar always to learn
Obedience to Your word, kind or the stern.

18 “You took your broidered clothing and
Covered them and set my oil stand
And my incense before their band.
19 My meat to which I gave to you,
Fine flour and oil and honey too,
That I fed you, you’ve set it by
Them for a sweet savour and high,
And so it was,” says the Lord YHWH.
20 “Moreover you’ve taken your sons
And your daughter, whom on their buns
You’ve borne to me, and these you’ve offered
In sacrifice to them and proffered
To be eaten. Is this whore’s work
A small thing hidden in the murk?
21 “That you have killed my children and
Given them to pass through the band
Of fire to them, small thing in hand?
22 “In all abominations and
In your whoredoms, you have not thought
Remembering your days untaught
Of youth, when you were naked, bare,
Lying filthy in your blood there.

Beloved, is there a difference in the mark
Of burning children on the idol stark
Held in the iron arms of Molech’s fire
Raged in the hollow temple of desire,
And raising prayer in sacrifice in vain
Of human body on a cross once slain?
Is not the human sacrifice in all
Its forms in every idol’s name a pall?
Save me, Beloved, from every idle threat
Of cross and resurrection to be set
In dreams of grandeur on the throne of earth.
Give me instead a place of greater worth
Where in the closet I come to Your hand
In my prostration without heathen band.

23 “It happened after all your ill,
‘Woe, woe to you!’ says Lord YHWH still.
24 “That you have also built for you
A famous place, and made in view
A high place in every street too.
25 “You’ve built your high place at the head
Of every way, and you have sped
To make your beauty be abhorred,
And spread your legs to every lord
That passed by, and increased your whored.

I’ve built no church at all, beloved, nor yet
Created gatherings wherein are set
The howlings of reproach that must be met
Where people dance and shout their praises to
Fertility cults where come into view
Gods dying and gods resurrecting too.
I place no trust in Canaan’s faith to find
The springtime represented in the kind
Beams of Baal shining and the new found growth.
I turn away from every sort of oath
That rests on human sacrifice and blood.
I turn from heathen vomit and the mud.
Beloved, I stand in emptiness and see
A temple in Your time’s eternity.

26 “You’ve multiplied your fucking too
With the Egyptians, neighbours’ crew,
Big in the flesh, and you’ve increased
Your whoredoms to provoke unceased
My wrath. 27 “See that’s why I have stretched
My hand over your and have fetched
Diminished fare, and given you
Over to the will of the crew
That hate you, and the Philistines’
Daughters, who are ashamed in signs
To see your lewd ways and designs.

They say the Saudi faith police go to
Egypt to celebrate wedding or two
And spend a leisured hour in her embrace
Before they speak intended vow to trace
Divorce upon the newly wedded face.
This cover for a prostitute’s a game
That continues to every Muslim’s shame,
And yet the days that pass, pass just the same
Without a change in what men do in blame.
Beloved, the centuries, millennia
Do nothing to improve Your throne of awe.
Since You’re invisible, men are not caught
By Your sight in the places they have taught
To humble girls with bloody ploughs in plot.

28 “You’ve also played the whore with men
Of Assyria, because then
You were insatiable, you played
The harlot with them unafraid
Unsatisfied yet to be laid.
29 “Moreover you have multiplied
Your fornication in the pride
Of Canaan to Chaldean side,
Unsatisfied yet to be laid.
30 “How weak’s your heart,” says the Lord YHWH,
“Seeing you do all these things too,
The acts of an imperious whore,
A whorish woman in her store.
31 “That’s how you build your high place at
The head of every way, you sat
To make your high place every street,
Not as a prostitute for treat
Because you disdain pay in meat.
32 “Adulterous wife that takes in strangers
Instead of her own husband’s rangers.

It’s not that You inspired Ezekiel with
A metaphor to proclaim as a myth,
A parable comparing adultery
With worshipping image, idolatry.
The fact is the two are but one when seen
For the two sides of silver coin in sheen.
The Eucharist on Sunday morning finds
The strip club closed, and likewise the church blinds
Are shut when the ladies come on the stage.
The two are agreed in their patronage,
The two continue in one heathen page
The ancient rites that were all of the rage
When earth and sky were seen once to engage
In fertile celebration of the age.

33 “All prostitutes receive their gifts,
But you instead give presents’ shifts
To all your lovers, hiring them
That they may come from every stem
To you for your whoredoms with them.
34 “You’re just the opposite of those
Other women in what you chose
Of your whoredoms, since none come to
You to commit whoredoms in view,
In that you give to them reward,
And no reward comes on your sward,
So you’re the opposite of those.
35 “So harlot, hear the word of YHWH.”

The church as prostitute is worse, beware,
Not because she fails to take her own share
Of wheat and wine, but because when she calls
She claims to give herself freely to balls.
The prostitute that decks herself in beads
And spangles to entice men to lewd deeds
Always takes for her trouble pounds and pence.
The church is free where image and incense
Comply with ancient rite to purge the soil
Of winter unmagic before the toil
Of seeding for the resurrecting god.
The lewdness of the church upon the sod
Costs but the voluntary penny put
Into the sack. But both uncover foot.

36 So says the Lord YHWH, “Because your
Filthiness was poured out the door,
And your bareness uncovered through
Your whoredoms with Your lovers true,
And with all the idols of your
Abominations, by the blood
Of your children shed in a flood,
37 “That’s why I’ll gather all your beaux
With whom you’ve taken pleasure throes,
And all that you have loved, and all
Those you have hated, and I’ll call
Them together and round about
Against you to uncover doubt
About your nakedness to them,
That they may see all of the gem
Of your bare flesh by stratagem.
38 “And I will judge you as though one
Who broke wedlock and shed by gun
Blood is judged, and I’ll give you blood
In fury and with jealous stud.
39 “I’ll turn you over to their hand
And they’ll throw down your high place stand,
And break down your high places, they
Shall strip you of your fine array,
And take you lovely jewels away,
And leave you naked under day.
40 “They bring against you company,
And stone you with stones as you flee,
And thrust you through with swords in glee.

Fertility of old is seldom seen
Within the synagogue or the mosque bean.
But still the seed is there, the weeping and
The stretching out to star and moon of hand,
The questioning of those gathered for prayer
If they know of a woman for whose share
They might engage in marriage as a pair
For hour or two or even for the wear
Of many days, despite the fact that two
Women are wives already in the crew.
There’s no establishment of faith that knows
To keep itself away from whorish toes.
Establishment itself’s idolatry,
And where there’s such the whores are always free.

41 “And they shall burn your house with fire,
And execute judgements’ desire
Upon you in the sight of many
Women, and I will cause you plenty
To cease from playing the whore then,
And you shall give no hire to men.
42 “So I will make my wrath towards you
To cease, and my jealousy too
Shall depart from you, and I’ll be
Still, and will no more be angry.
43 “Because you’ve not remembered days
Of your youth, but have fretted ways
To me in all these things, now see,
That’s why I also by decree
Will recompense your way on your
Own head,” say the Lord YHWH once more,
“And you shall not commit these rations
Of lewdness on abominations.

The days of Israel’s youth were days in which
Your law was set in stone and mouth of pitch
In patriarch and prophet and in judge,
And in the righteous king who would not fudge
With prohibition to exact the tax
To multiply wives, horses, and the axe.
The humble king that rejects source of power
To rely on Your Torah in the hour
Of judgement, is the king of Israel’s youth.
Let me return, Beloved, to that fair truth
And know the way of legislation here
Usurps the justice when You would appear.
I see the halls of marble and of state
And know that filth lies beneath glass and plate.

44 “See, those who speak proverbs shall say
This proverb against you that day,
‘A daughter follows mother’s way.’
45 “You are your mother’s daughter who
Hates her husband and children too,
You are the sister of your own,
Who loathed their husbands and their grown,
Your mother was a Hittite and
Your father of Amorite band.
46 “You older sister’s Samaria,
She and her daughter that live far
At your left hand, your younger one
That dwells at your right hand when done
Is Sodom and her daughters’ bun.
47 “Yet you’ve not walked after their ways,
Nor in abominations’ craze,
But as it were a little thing,
You’re more corrupt than all their fling.
48 “While I live,” says the Lord God YHWH,
“Sodom your sister does not do,
She nor her daughter, what you do,
You and your daughters all in crew.
49 “See, this was the iniquity
Of you sister Sodom in fee
Of pride, full of food and in great
Idleness hers and daughters’ state,
Neither did she make strong the hand
Of poor and needy in the land.
50 “And they were prideful, and they did
Abominations and not hid,
That’s why I took them all away
As I saw was the proper way.

The mixing of Your name, Beloved, to sit
On the established faith’s whoredom to fit
That of Israel of old, whose sin was greater
In pretending to serve both You and satyr.
The resurrecting god, the sacrifice
Of human blood is set out to entice
The same mindset that in the ancient time
Thought Molech’s greed to eat the first born prime
The greatest satisfaction that the world
Could get to keep stability unfurled.
Beloved, the cover or Your law and name
Upon the heathen dance leaves just the same
The pagan core, the spirit’s longing shame.
I flee to You alone who have the claim.

51 “Samaria’s not done the half
Of your sins with the calf.
But you have multiplied your own
Abominations all alone
And more than they, and justified
Your sisters in your wicked ride.
53 “You also, who have judged your own
Sisters, bear your shame all alone,
For your sins are more wicked than
Any ever your sisters can,
They are more righteous now than you,
Yes, be confounded and bear too
Your shame, in that you’ve justified
Your sisters in their evil side.
53 “When I turn back captivity
Of them, captivity, you see,
Of Sodom and her daughters plea,
Captivity of Samaria
And her daughter to stand in awe,
Your captives will stand at their trough.
54 “That you may bear alone your shame,
And be confounded and to blame
In everything that you have done,
In being their comfort when won.
55 “When your sisters Sodom and her
Daughters return to their former
Estate, and Samaria and her
Daughters return to their former
Estate, then you and your daughter
Shall return to your former lure.

You wink, Beloved, at sins set in the past
Of those who did not know Your law to last,
But in their ignorance cast and recast
Their thoughts about to find a message fast
In nature and the growing in the spring
Of new leaf and the bud for birds to sing.
You rather lay the burden of the guilt
On those who know better, and yet have built
Unlawfully a state and church that’s set
Against Your law and Sabbath when they’re met.
The images of evil are not those
Merely in form of elephant and throes
Of monkey grimace, nor of such that rise
In Greek and Roman human beauty’s guise.

56 “For you did not speak in the day
When your pride only held the sway
Of your sister Sodom astray.
57 “Before your wickedness was shown,
When you reproached the daughters grown
Of Syria, and all round her,
The daughters of Philistine cur,
Who despise you round as they stir.
58 “You’ve carried your lewdness around
And your abominations’ ground”
Says YHWH wherever He is found.
59 For so says the lord YHWH, “I will
Treat you according to you fill,
You have despised your oath in breaking
The covenant and that forsaking.
60 “But I’ll remember my treaty
With you in the days of your free
Youth, and I’ll set up everlasting
Treaty with you and none outcasting.
61 “Then you’ll remember your ways and
Be shamed when you shall receive hand
Of your sisters, your elder and
Your younger, and I’ll give them to
You for daughter, though not your due.
62 “I’ll set my pact with you and you
Shall know that I am truly YHWH.
63 “That you may mind and be confounded,
And never open your mouth grounded
Any more because of your shame,
When I’m calmed down toward you for blame
Of all you’ve done,” says the Lord YHWH.

I wait Your memory, Beloved, to set
Shame on the heart of every man I’ve met
To make the world turn from idolatry
And return to justice and unity
Of the one and the true divinity.
I wait Your remembrance, Beloved, to take
The idols from my heart and mind and break
The images that my thoughts would resign
To cling to as expression of divine
In every sort of catechetic wine.
I wait, Beloved, returning from the froth
Of this world delusion and from Your wrath
To find the world created as anew
In twitterings and roarings at Your view.

AUTHOR: THOMAS G. MCELWAIN

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