Oblivious Short Stories

Non Serviam: – I Will Not Serve,

You hear the dead poets cry from the past.

But I served with brutal self-denying

And my flesh was baptized in blood and animal secretions.

My soul was tortured by the unspeakable privations and served anyone for a bushel of soil,

For songs of easing the pain.

Non Serviam -
I do not serve their captivity covenant

Who invites us to hesitate, to dare not, deny, to lose faith.