Oh Framer, what do you frame?

A Structure of lies,

A crane of deceit

Oh Framer, what do you build?

A legacy of hate,

A grave of bones laid to waste?

Oh Framer, what do you make?

From the blood of the lives given to you that you drank,

From the flesh of their labor given to you that you took

Oh Framer, does it make you a man?

To have a big stick and cast it so vile,

To drink and to be so stuck in denial

Oh Framer, what is in your house?

That you cherish,

That you don’t defile

Oh Framer, is your work full of love?

Do you make a shelter for your family and are they proud to stand by your side,

Does the tapestry in your temple shine in the light by the example you set

Oh Framer, does your work build and protect?

Or does it burn in recompense

In remorse and regret

 

Written in 2006