The revolution will eat it’s Children

And so, The revolution appropriates it’s starving soldiers As it lumbers along – This weary, flagging, anemic behemoth of a nation.   Some come with bellies that will not be sated. Others with the gnawing, numbing pain of hunger Urging desperate, yet now...

Good Friday 2021

Today is the day of death. Sure, it cradles the potential of life,  But we must face the death first –  Without blinking or shying away.    To skip too quickly to the resurrection  Is to trivialise the death.   Today is mourning, Today is tears, Today...

Blessing the dust

All those days you felt like dust, like dirt, as if all you had to do was turn your face toward the wind and be scattered to the four corners   or swept away by the smallest breath as insubstantial—           did you not know what the...

On Genesis 22

The Divine voice spoke, And Abraham listened With enfleshed ears.    The Voice spoke of futures incomprehensible,  And current moments insufferable.    “Your Daddy loves you” The throaty, choking whisper escapes a grief-stricken heart.  “Not so tight, Daddy”...

What is my prayer…

What is my prayer but the faintest puff of breath Escaping between my lips To fly to Your ear That I might be heard by the One who speaks to the stars  And calls them out by name.    Surely this minute exhaling  Will matter little on the scales of life?  And yet,...

God has left the building

When is time at its ripest For the slow, steady footsteps to fall, Ever softer, That they may be heard no more; That their well-worn shuffle may no further Stir the dust of these dying halls?   Tell me now For I must know the timing of these things! I demand an...