Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Just Calm Down.

So I used to do a comic called "Bob Violent" in college, and this is essentially him. I had done this one page comic of him getting ready for bed, with no dialog or captions. I had it lying around and then some time later I wrote the poem. How I ever thought they would go together, I don't know. But in my head, they do. It's called Just Calm Down. It's a scan from paper artwork, and I'm not totally happy with some of the staging and the quality of the drawing in general, so I'll probably redo this in Photoshop.

Two short poems that go together.

Prayer of the Conquerors

On black, heaving horses
We trample their corn and their dusty paths
We storm their huts and smash their baskets
And put to the sword their bloody fruit

Ours are their labors
The seeds in their bellies
The fates that befall them
And their every morning sun.

Prayer of the Vanquished

We bare our palms and our backs to you
And long to forget our names
Our homes are your homes
And we sleep under your stars.

We ache from carrying our chains
With resignation we suckle your young
And watch your mighty lungs fill with air
Because we must not look into your eyes.