Dark Age Manifest Destiny, spreading
the word of the Word to the best of our
or anyone else’s ability;
mounting our own Children’s Crusade, taxing
and tithing until Saladin’s ransom
is paid; capturing back the land that we
rightly stole, to hell with the kings of old.
The Age of Enlightenment, frightening
off all the rightly assigned with almost
scientifically clandestine trials;
voted top of the class by God and a
divining rod; now studying abroad.
In the midst of all these doubts and maybes,
a micromilkmanager cured rabies.