THE LAST THING THAT I REMEMBER
WAS SEEING MY FATHER SLAIN
THEN MY MOTHER AND SISTER
RAPED AND SLAIN
THE SOLDIERS COMING AFTER ME
FRIGHTENED
I RAN AWAY INTO OBLIVION
THE NEXT THING THAT I REMEMBER
IS TO SEE PIGS
HURLING THEMSELVES
OFF A CLIFF
INTO THE SEA
MUCH OF WHAT HAPPENED TO ME
BETWEEN THESE POINTS
I HAVE BEEN TOLD
THEY TOLD ME I DWELT AMONG THE DEAD
THAT I ATE THE SYMBOLIC FOOD
LEFT FOR THE DEAD
OCCASIONALLY SOMEONE’S CHARITY
THAT I WAS CHAINED TO A ROCK
WHICH CHAIN I WOULD OFTEN BREAK
I REMEMBER FEELINGS OF GREAT RAGE
I REMEMBER
FEELING LIKE A ROBOT
RESPONDING TO VOICES
NOT MY OWN
I REMEMBER
STARING AT WALLS
REMEMBERING THEIR DEATHS
FEELING ANGER AND HOLLOWNESS
THEN THE STRANGER CAME
SPOKE TO THE VOICES WITHIN ME
WHAT IS YOUR NAME HE ASKED
MOB THEY REPLIED
LEAVE HIM
DO NOT SEND US TO THE PIT
SEND US TO THE PIGS
HE DID
AND THEY SWAN DIVED OFF THE CLIFF
I OFTEN WONDER
WHY HE CROSSED THE SEA TO SAVE ONE MAN
BECAUSE THE VILLAGERS ASKED HIM TO LEAVE
HE WAS BAD FOR BUSINESS
I WOULD GO WITH HIM
HE SAID STAY
TELL YOUR STORY
BE A VOICE CRYING IN THE WILDERNESS
MAKE STRAIGHT THE WAY OF THE LORD
IF THEY WON’T BELIEVE MY WORDS
TELL THEM WHAT I HAVE DONE
FRANK A VOLLMER
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