Gnawing Bones (Coffin`s Lot) - AHAB

Yes, we wept!

Alas, how we wept

Our faith in our father, well kept

For God?

s sake: brave men we were!

Too forward to abandon ourselves to despair

Tablets Of The Law: Heaven sent

Thou shalt not kill: thine commandment

Good Gracious, we set at naught

Yet, we braved the elements, tried to defy all odds

And his glassy, his distracted eyes

As though his will was bound and tied

He lay his head (down on the boat’s gunwale)

It took our breath

Few would live, while Coffin died

Detested archair urge to eat

Agonized by this peccant seed

Something errant, this moment owns

We caught ourselves

A moment of weakness

Gnawing bones