Poetry for Our People
Earnest Goodman, American Renaissance, July 11, 2021
An Incident of Opposites
In contrast to her limbs of velvet snow,
His hands and arms and chest were black as coal.
How was a maiden fair and pure to know
A darker blackness yet consumed his soul?
Beneath her supple breasts as white as milk,
Her heart of gold beat next to his of pitch,
Her thighs and eyes and sighs as soft as silk
Oblations to a plan meant to “enrich.”
At last, as all her lifeblood turned to frost,
The blackguard rose, observed with eyes of tar,
And understood with pleasure what was lost:
Where Truth and Beauty were, new Values are.
Sins now may but in whispers be decried,
Alas! for more than innocence has died.
Imperative
For values men may once again revere,
Dissent from wrong; hold fast to what is right,
That truth from ashes may soon reappear.
Preserve the thoughts and works of yesteryear;
Adopt their wisdom as a guiding light
For values men may once again revere.
Through trials hard and long, with faith sincere,
Endure! Resist the adversary’s blight,
That truth from ashes may soon reappear.
Escape from modern mandates’ weak veneer;
Prepare, in mind and body, strength and might
For values men may once again revere.
Transcendent morals we must now endear
To children, dreamers, allies in the fight,
That truth from ashes may soon reappear.
For they will blaze a way, a new frontier,
A balm from this foul age’s psychic plight,
For values men may once again revere,
That truth from ashes may soon reappear.
