Brick and Mortar Gods is one of seven midrashim I have written for a conceptual spoken word album called Beginnings. In this particular midrash I focus on the story of Cain and Abel while exploring theological concepts of sacrifice and atonment along with the idol of Empire as contrasted to the will of God for humanity and the Kingdom of Christ.
(The words in ALL CAPS represent the voice of God in the dialogue betweenGod and Cain. )
WHERE IS YOUR BROTHER?
(Those words must have sounded like thunder to Cain and he knew the creator knew the answer and it was like an accelerant to his rage.)
"Am I his keeper, Lord? The shepherd of his soul?"
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? I HEAR THE CONTENTION ROLL OFF YOUR TONGUE IN WAVES OF UNWARRANTED RAGE.
"I spilled the blood of my fathers son. That boy needed to learn to keep better care of his herds. This was my land...The ground I tilled and sowed. This is the dirt where I built my home! My home! He could have all the fields of the earth but he brought those damn sheep to where he knew they did not belong. My field. My land. My home.
I HEAR HIS BLOOD
CRY OUT FROM THE RED SOAKED EARTH!
"I labored by the sweat of my brow for thorns and thistles; the ground producing what you commanded and you still would not accept it!? So what was I supposed to do? Lord.... The fruit of my labor was not good enough... It was blood that you wanted and blood I gave to you. Surely my brothers blood is more acceptable than that of a goat? Surly lord, surly! his favorable, innocent, sinless blood is more desirable than those filthy herd animals!
CAIN, YOU WERE ALWAYS ACCEPTED JUST BLIND. I NEVER ONCE COMMANDED THAT YOU SHOULD GIVE ME SACRIFICE. I DESIRE MERCY, JUSTICE , AND LOVE, BUT NEVER EVER BLOOD.
(The Creator Wept)
YOU HAVE TO LEAVE THIS PLACE BECAUSE THE GROUND ACHES FOR VENGEANCE AND YOU HAVE CHOSEN TO LIVE LIFE AS A FUGITIVE. YOU ARE DESTINED TO ROAM SON BUT I WILL PROTECT YOU AND LET NO HARM OVER TAKE YOU!
"You placed this mark on my brow to show me your mercy but it will always be nothing more than a sign that you reject me. My Father traveled east of Eden... Not far enough! I'll travel farther but I won't wander! I won't God I won't! I'll build a city because I don't need your protection. I'll build walls of stone and watch brick and mortar become a god all of their own. My father talked about a city you would build but I can not seem to find it in myself to believe that there will ever be peace between you and I. So I will become the cornerstone of a new world. The stone that my builder rejected. Empires built on blood and bones. They will call them Sodom, Babylon, Persia, and Rome (America).