"Why worry about a speck in your brother’s eye when you have a plank in your own?
- Matthew 7:3
What if beside the plank in your eye
your brother had a millstone
not just a speck?
Old men shove young bodies
under the wheels of war.
Oil pipes thrust into
the body of Nature.
Ogres sell children
for fucks.
Those are millstones,
not specks,
specks, venial—gossip, white lies, petty theft,
minor acts,
to rent our daily webs,
an irritant you can rub away
like a fly in your eye.
I can forgive my enemy
but I can't forget what he did.
Let’s fling those millstones
far out to sea
hang them round the necks of the evil ones
destroy no more.
Originally published in Terror House Magazine