Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited,
Ill-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Has willed and meted me the tears I've shed,
I clench my fist and shake it at the sky
And at the cruel God who hammers me,
Delivering the blows that break my brain;
The God who finds his greatest ecstasy
In violencing my life with blinding pain
And, laughing, says, "Thou suffering thing, declare
If thou hast understanding: Who hath laid
The measures of the earth's foundations? Where
Wast thou, disgraceful man, whenas I made
The cloud the garment of the sea? Beware,
Thou foolish man, thy maker to upbraid!"
Jul 22, 2024
Jul 22, 2024 at 10:05 PM UTC
Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited,
Ill-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Has willed and meted me the tears I've shed,
I clench my fist and shake it at the sky
And at the cruel God who hammers me,
Delivering the blows that break my brain;
The God who finds his greatest ecstasy
In violencing my life with blinding pain
And, laughing, says, "Thou suffering thing, declare
If thou hast understanding: Who hath laid
The measures of the earth's foundations? Where
Wast thou, disgraceful man, whenas I made
The cloud the garment of the sea? Beware,
Thou foolish man, thy maker to upbraid!"