Analysis of CARCASS FOR LORD
CARCASS FOR LORD
At the crack of dawn
The jelly yolk of the moon’s gradually melting
The man saddles his jackass
Out on a three-day journey to the mountain
His son fated to be carcassed for LORD
The crest of the shrine skylines in the distance
Past twists and folds of hills and ridges
Each beside the other and look like
Worshippers clustered with loyalty and zeal
Overly bound to caress the mystic sky
Along erratic terrain the troop soldiers on
Behind the bearded commander they march
On sporadic trails and through dark tunnels
Under canopies and archways of wild shrubs
Across gullies not defiled by human traffic
The bed cushioned with pebbles like gemstone
Again past a carcass defiant of furious climate
With stench gaping at the sojourners
Of a centenarian
The captain surveys and manoeuvres the trajectory
Three-day three-night bold constant momentum
The more ascent the more world he commands
His eyes overfly many villages and localities
Each notable for common design of homestead
Each notable for common phrase of homage
Common herds of domestic animals and common
Tunes of familiar songs of tilling and ploughing
Masked as pragmatic recluse the butcher treads on
Sandals polished with pure dew of Mount Moriah
The vision of hope lights the rough way
To his steady hand the fire-box and the scabbard
He puffs out his creased lips with his breath
The talent of trust overrides the real issue
Of his universe initiative comes distant second
The gullible lad trudges closely behind
Upon his shoulders yoke of fuel and the sun
His heart draped with paradox of discontent
Way out of the rite formula
On arrival the fold looks old, remote, tenacious
Their home country in a mist lies behind
In their territory to dare intruders
Obstinate hounds howl audaciously
From the scrubby crest of the mountain rays
Of the sun slant through reticulated white clouds
Fervent wind whistles through frugal vegetation
His view analyses vision beyond the mountain
He surveys the yard and levels the surface
He marks dimension and sinks four holes
Robust hands among scrubs he plants four poles
Promptly, he improvises an altar
An oblong pallet’s fastened to the poles
He frames a wooden gridiron and lays the fuel
From a water bowl he conquers his thirst
Comes to terms with the magnitude of the task
Spur of hard resolve he taps the apex of edification
Ten righteous men would’ve saved the Dead Sea
The steward positions the heir on the pallet
His face rigid and transfixed
Out of the scabbard he slips the dagger
The sun brightens and whitens the dagger
To pull away the head from the body he wedges
Hand beneath the lad’s nape and hoists up the dagger
The impact for which the body and soul part ways
The precedence for the genesis of mourning
‘…Don’t - you - kill - your - own - boy…!’
From on high occurs the echo
Behold by the LORD a ram is granted
While creeps up the twilight
From god-knows-where he overhears
Resonant echoes of sweet songs of sowing
Discernible echoes of sweet melodies of harvest.
Poet: Michael M Njoroge.
Scheme | AXBXCAXDXEX FXXXXXGH CIXXXXJCB FIXXXXXKCXX LKHEMXCCLNNONXXXCI GXOODOMBXXX XXBX J |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1011 10111 0101101100010 011011 11011101010 111011111 0110110010 110111010 101010011 10010110001 10011010101 010100101101 0101001011 1010101110 10101111 01101111010 011011011 011010010110010 111010100 100100 010010100100 1111110010 0101011101 11011010000100 11001100111 11001101110 1011010100010 11010111001 110100101011 1010111111 010111011 1110101010010 111111111 01011100110 1110010011010 01001101001 011101110001 1111101001 11101100 1010011101010 1110001101 0110011010 100111 1010110101 10111111 10110110010 110101001010 10101010010 110100111 0110111111 101100110 1101010101 110101001010 1010111011 1111010101 11101110110010 110111011 010010011010 1110001 1101011010 011001010 1101011010110 101011011010 001110100111 010010100110 111111 11101010 0110101110 11101 11111101 10010111110 01001011100110 101011 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 3,050 |
Words | 533 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 11, 8, 9, 11, 18, 11, 4, 1 |
Lines Amount | 73 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 309 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 66 |
About this poem
Synopsis Carcass for Lord is a seven- stanza poem that steers the reader to the mind of Abraham on a mission to offer his son, Isaac, as burnt sacrifice to GOD. The name Abraham stands for The Father of Many Nations. The first and second stanzas deliberate the persona’s scrutiny on Abraham’s prompt and studious frame of mind in executing an ultimate assignment from GOD. The flow of words is in tandem to distance and corresponding energy to counter fatigue. The third and fourth stanzas keep the reader abreast of the surrounding along the way. The fifth stanza is dedicated to the mise-en-scene for the activity at the destination. The sixth stanza portrays Abraham’s son just about to get his head chopped off with eleven lines of the stanza symbolising the sword inside a scabbard. The first line and the last line of the stanza are the edges of the scabbard housing the two-edged sword represented by the second to the tenth line. In order to serve the sword purpose, kindly, see Stanza Number more »
Written on February 01, 2022
Submitted by literaturedon707 on October 06, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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