What the locust swarm has left
the great locusts have eaten;
-The Prophet Joel

We’ve eaten all the corn we’d saved for seed
and there are no animals left to bleed
upon our stone altars trying to appease
the storm gods or whoever’s there to hear–
who might remove the flies, return the bees,
the oil and wine, the fattened flock to shear.
Or will they have us whither, have us starve,
greet death without valor, dried up, unhurt
but empty, with swordless hands forced to carve
existence from the unforgiving dirt.
And still there is the One who claims he will
restore the years the locusts have consumed,
will come to plant as once he came to kill,
bring life from death as Aaron’s staff once bloomed.


Other Bible stories from Moss Kingdom:

The Cain Series: The Birth of CainThe Crime of CainThe Curse of Cain

Old Testament: Some He Bruises, Some He Bleeds: A Sestina on the CovenantsNoah Wakes from a Recurring NightmareAbram the PaganFor the Sake of the FewThe Deception of JacobThe Unspeakable NameA Sound of War in the CampA Lament for MichalThe Rape of Tamar and the Half-life of JoyNumbered Numbered Weighed Divided: a Rubaiyat concerning Belshazzar’s doom, JonahThe Years the Locusts have Consumed

New Testament: What need has He for our Democracy: A poem for Peter during his lapseSilent SaturdayDoes God still have a body?At Simon’s House

The Letters to the Churches:
ApocalypsisEphesusSmyrnaPergamumThyatiraSardisPhiladelphiaLaodicea