CANTO II - Thy Birth and Blood
Boast not proud English, of thy birth & blood,
Thy brother Indian is by birth as Good.
Of one blood God made Him, and Thee & All,
As wise, as faire, as strong, as personall. (cont.)
Roger Williams (theologian/Rhode Island founder, 1603-1683)
A Key Into the Language of America (book, 1643)
Harrowing the land by blood of man, by fleshing
Meshing, and caching `tween furrows by sorrow
Bows bent in wet woods, guns hot if others could
To take by rot both sides of brakes and streams
Hence divinely making sovereign as pious fiends
Continuous schemes faking the reordered events
Hoarding extents, gulfs to prairies, bluffs to seas
Bulwark the thieves save those morally freed
Per their political intrigue or religious mystique
Later, by legislative technique thus legal decree
Grander the conceit, more martyrs by the deceit
Driven by foot, hoof, or wheel on ribbon of steel
Integrity tossed per deal, verity lost by each seal
Less real by lesser cloth and meal than pledged
Fixed then wedged by musket, gauntlet, and pen
Obliged o'er ledge and rim, cozened and misled
Ridden, bled, and dead as per imperious pleasure
By odious measures upon indigenous treasures
The requisite trinity; Life, Liberty, and Property
By nature wrath’s his portion, thine no more
Till Grace his soule and thinein Christ restore,
Make sure thy second birth, else thou shalt see,
Heaven ope to Indians wild, but shut to thee.
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Boast not proud English, of thy birth & blood,
Thy brother Indian is by birth as Good.
Of one blood God made Him, and Thee & All,
As wise, as faire, as strong, as personall. (cont.)
Roger Williams (theologian/Rhode Island founder, 1603-1683)
A Key Into the Language of America (book, 1643)
Harrowing the land by blood of man, by fleshing
Meshing, and caching `tween furrows by sorrow
Bows bent in wet woods, guns hot if others could
To take by rot both sides of brakes and streams
Hence divinely making sovereign as pious fiends
Continuous schemes faking the reordered events
Hoarding extents, gulfs to prairies, bluffs to seas
Bulwark the thieves save those morally freed
Per their political intrigue or religious mystique
Later, by legislative technique thus legal decree
Grander the conceit, more martyrs by the deceit
Driven by foot, hoof, or wheel on ribbon of steel
Integrity tossed per deal, verity lost by each seal
Less real by lesser cloth and meal than pledged
Fixed then wedged by musket, gauntlet, and pen
Obliged o'er ledge and rim, cozened and misled
Ridden, bled, and dead as per imperious pleasure
By odious measures upon indigenous treasures
The requisite trinity; Life, Liberty, and Property
By nature wrath’s his portion, thine no more
Till Grace his soule and thinein Christ restore,
Make sure thy second birth, else thou shalt see,
Heaven ope to Indians wild, but shut to thee.
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Come let us Reason. Peace is always a Choice.
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