St George Conjugates Pandemic 2020

 

On the Feast of Saint George 2020

Saint George Conjugates Pandemic

 

 

We have this day been in Council with the Sovereign

With St Andrew

With St David

and

With St Patrick.

 

Her Majesty has received with joy a

Letter from Her Ancestor Good Queen Bess,

Bringing good news.

 

Good Queen Bess

Congratulated the Sovereign

The Master Class she has delivered.

Reaffirming the

Primacy of the

Principle of the

Political Neutrality of

The Sovereign.[1]

 

Good Queen Bess has gifted

The Six-Winged Seraph's of our Ancestors.

Liberating

Learning

And

Wisdom.

Renewing

The Office of the Dictionary.

Gifting to us

The

Exercise

0f

Moral Judgement

For Our Age.

 

Our

Ancestor’s

Wisdom

Lives again

In the Dictionary.

That

We know what

Truth

And

Lies

Look

Like.

 

We the People.

We are the Poets.

We are the People’s Poets.

And all Poets of our Age,

Who have not,

“Bowed the Knee to Baal”.[2]

Have this day their Letters calling their Vocation.

 

Mr Shakespeare stands witness to those Letters this day.

And has tasked Poets to teach the Editors of Desert Island Discs the folly of their ways,

That you cannot read his plays without the Bible open beside you.[3]

 

We are not alone

We have been here before.

“There is nothing new under the Sun”[4]

But that we have forgotten what War Looks Like.

 

Our Ancestors tramped the trenches

Of War to name War to us.

Our Ancestors tramped the Hospitals

Of Spanish Flu to name Pandemic to us.

The Propaganda of our Age tell us that Pandemic is War.

They Lie.

War is War.

Pandemic is Pandemic.

 

The Office of Public Examination

Will expedite everyone

Who cannot tell the difference.

 

Her Minister’s Lies will be torched in the Fires of Truth.

For their moral failure to uphold the Office that has been entrusted to them.

We shall re-discover ancient truth: the Office is important,

Not the current Office holder.

 

The Iago of our Age.

The Devil’s Sperm.

Holding no Office.

Rapes the land.

No one’s health is safe.

Until we learn by heart Mr Orwell’s words.[5]

 

Words are all we have.

We honour that wisdom this day.

You can dismiss us,

Only when you too,

Know how little you know.

 

Poets are

“Trees

Planted by streams of water

Which yield their fruit in its Season”[6].

 

Today:

Truculent,

Tenacious,

Dreadnoughtian.

Saint George

Conjugates

Pandemic:

“Cry ‘God for Harry, England, and Saint George!”[7]

 

With our Ancestors,

Forged in fire,

We may be bold to say:

 

Alleluia: Christ is Risen.

 

 

Copyright © Lottie E. Allen

Thursday 23 April

In the Year of Our Lord Two Thousand and Twenty

 

 

 

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[1] On 24 September 2019, the United Kingdom Supreme Court ruled that the Prorogation of Parliament was unlawful, and that Parliament had not been prorogued. The occupant of the Office of Prime Minister had lied to the Sovereign. This shameful episode creates a case for a Written Constitution to defend the political neutral of the Head of State from unscrupulous Ministers.

[2] 1 Kings 19 v 18

[3] BBC Radio 4 “Desert Island Discs”: all participants are given a copy of the complete works of Shakespeare and the Bible.

[4] Ecclesiastes 1 v 9

[5] George Orwell “1984” (published in 1949)

[6] Psalm 1 v 3

[7] Henry V. Act III. Scene 1