Brendan Ain'T Able

Brendan ain’t ‘Able’ The teacher preached that we are all ‘different but similar and love should prevail’ as the ruler came down in seven lashes on the bare bottom in mathematical precision and so the pattern was formed in bright red strikes and strides for creativity shelled Two canes plus three canes had equalled one cane for Brendan lost in the world of artistry fantasy mild mellowed dreams anticipation of cruelty abandoned for a more equal world of compassion and kindness Diversity does not mean we all have to die by the hand of the sword But the ground rules were laid the nucleus centred the core enshrined on the altar of learning of fear and conditioning the human condition Surely Cain had been forgiven while Brendan was not just so able What a premise to believe all need to be governed by rules and by fear Brendan himself became governor received medals and glory on the killing fields of purple hearts while his rainbow receded smouldered in ashes and blood scripted the fiction that wars must be waged on others infidels and the weak and the meek who simply don’t learn Anarchy has been misunderstood for the chaos projected bedevilled by the teachers and soldiers whose bayonet is the ruler the wooden spoon for the worst form of governance inflicted by the concept that we as the people and People could never know best are derided as sheep Who says it is utopia that we cannot govern ourselves one step at the time inch by inch like the face on the weapon that had patterned his cheeks ‘Rule thyself not thy neighbour’ let us stand up and rebel oppose the dominion of dominant forces overthrow the rule and the ruler and live 10th March 2017