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