Hanna and Her Sons by Sy Roth

 

The blank entity stares at them from the distance.
Waiting to see how stiff-necked they are.

His breath blew out a white-rimed blast,
Frozen bas-relief of the moment
To see if their sealed contract would yet stand
Against earthly, royal forces.

The Lord of the Manor demands
They not drink from the ancient wells
That once slaked the thirst of the masses—

They were un-time-tested beings softened by Hellenistic lures.

Time suddenly comes to a screeching halt
And the compact sought to be tested.

Hungry wolverines waited at the gates
Salivating to see how far she would go.

Here where Alexander’s minions required a sameness of its masses
And obeisance to their clay Gods,
They ask the question that tested her pledge.

And like Robert the Bruce she dared to walk a different path.

And the wolves howled and clawed at the earth
Tearing up clumps of muddy soil
Sweeping aside the rejection of their commands.

When the first son stepped forward
And felt his flesh seared by the heated pan,
Hanna stood stolid,
A grieving mother hugging her breasts
Waiting for the second to prove his mettle
To withstand the imperialistic demands.

She watched skin flayed,
Tongue torn from his mouth
And the dicta freshly refused.

No screams from the others
No pleading from her,
Impassive mother.

Until the last son,
The youngest naïf heard her words spilled into his ear.

He remained stony in his refusal
While the Rumplestiltskin ruler raged–
Tore him asunder
And the mother stood like a pillar of salt
Watching the destruction,
Silent, waiting her turn.

She praised the invisible for her rewards to come.

Finally, the cries stilled–
Became frozen remnants of a covetous juggernaut
And the clay idols arrayed in laughter
Mocked the sweating leader.

©2019 Sy Roth

 

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Sy Roth is a retired school administrator and has finally found the sounds of silence and the time to think whole thoughts. This has led him to find words and the ability to shape them. He has published in Visceral Uterus, Amulet, BlogNostics, Every Day Poets, Barefoot Review, Haggard and Halloo, Misfits Miscellany, Mad Swirl, Larks Fiction Magazine, Danse Macabre, Bitchin’ Kitch, Bong is Bard, Humber Pie, Poetry Super Highway, Penwood Review, Masque Publications, Foliate Oak, Miller’s Pond Poetry and The Eloquent Atheist.

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