Jun19

William Golding
Chilling to me,
Cold as a bone,
His logic.

His reason,
Pointing to the source of God,
Ruthless.

He drew a line
Parallel to heaven,
True and venal.

A colour of blood,
Of hues of muted slaughter,
Of splattering and wrung necks.

The steam of life escaping
From those ragged ruined wrecks,
Beached like dead whales.

To sum up in calculated calculus, 
Integrated integrity, self-referential 
Dividing the corpses by rank and file,

Discriminating in death and life.
His conclusion heaped, a code, an instruction:
Beyond the gates are open fields.

Blaise Pascal, French mathematician, physicist, inventor and theologian, was born today in 1623.

William Golding, British novelist, playwright and poet, best known for his debut novel Lord of the Flies, died today in 1993.

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  1. eob2 says:

    Love these line…. To sum up in calculated calculus,
    Integrated integrity, self-referential
    Dividing the corpses by rank and file,

    Discriminating in death and life.

    Also enjoyed listening to it read. 👏🏻

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