At the breaking of dawn ... satire
God speaking:
Job 38:12-13
12 Have you ever in your life commanded the morning,
or made the dawn know its place,
13 that it might seize the corners of the earth,
and shake the wicked out of it?
At the breaking of the dawn …
How can it be at daybreak that this day can be whole?
“Breaking of the dawn” seems to imply the problem
A bad choice of words to purpose that the only goal
As after every round confusion seems to be the mayhem?
Is it not mine to see … am I not part of this?
Is it mine or someone else who has gone through less?
Are not the fishes of the sea that drink each other’s piss?
Is it not forensic that defines the human mess?
Block the Son you will get burned the sunscreen a contradiction
You’ll be burned after all if you ignore the facts of Life
No ointment of lotion or forms of science fiction
Will deliver you from the final call when judgment calls you ripe
Jan Wienen
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