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Trigger warning for Hurts Me More Than You series: posts in this series may include detailed descriptions of corporal punishment and physical abuse and violence towards children.
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“Disagreement,” a poem by Merritt
Our eyes do not meet
As eyes seldom do in disagreement
You choose to revisit an old argument
I merely listen
There can be no discussion
Since you start out by ending it
“We have to stand on the Bible,” you said.
And that, as they say, is that.
Frustration wraps its strangle hold around my tongue
As words like “context,” “history” and “interpretation”
Die before they can be spoken
Because I know they cannot be heard.
“We have to stand on the Bible,” you said,
And nothing I can say will convince you
That the words you stand by were penned by an evil king
Whose wisdom turned to rot.
“If you beat them with a rod, they will not die,” said the king.
I wonder what the dying thought of that.
And I wonder why we revere this king
Whose evil counsel would have us beat our children
Until their skin splits and their spirits crumble
This is not the voice of God.
But,
“We have to stand on the Bible,” you said.
And there is nothing more to say.
Wow, I find this poignant–that sense of futility as one realizes another will allow no discussion. In my opinion, it hurts most because it means the others care more about their ideology or defending themselves than they do about me. I like the flow of the poem as well, and the way you deal with the “The bible says it. I believe it. That settles it,” mentality.
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