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“Names we never knew”

Names we never knew
spilled on smoky battlefields.
A cry from the cross.

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“Let the women speak”

Read between these bold and flashing headlines
for the message to my sisters that we belong
standing silent in kitchens with bowed heads and backs,
that our testimony is an annoying fly to be swatted.

I’m shredding that message.

I am woman, no longer a bone from your body. God made me whole.
Cite me your old laws of how I am lesser, unclean, but I
am busy watching the Lord pick an adulteress off the ground and I
hear him telling a bleeding woman that her faith made her well.
Tell me all about my weakness but I
stand by the Lord who stopped everything to raise a dead son
for a weeping mother whose agony touched his soul.
He loved our complete selves, from tears to faith.

They killed Christ for his rebellion. You are still doing it.

Let the women speak. Listen to the wounded lives
struggling unseen in tearing bramble.
Hold up the girls, mothers, sisters, and grandmothers. It is time
for us to unlock our souls.

Call me heretic. I am watching the Lord lift a girl from her deathbed
and say she was only sleeping.
 
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“Whose will be done?”

You have heard it said I am a God of love and mercy, 
     but I say to you, rip the babies from their mothers 
          and bring them to me for proper salvation.
Truly I say to you, follow the law blindly and take no responsibility.
Blessed are the ones who live with closed hearts, and
     Blessed are they who misuse my name for fear and power,
         for theirs will be a snow-white country.
Love the Lord your God when it is convenient,
     and do unto others as you see fit.
And your mortal kingdom come, your will be done,
in America as it is in darkness.
Amen.

 

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“March”

In support of March for Life, 2018

bright blood stains classrooms
the hateful lost wield terror
broken hearts march brave

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“Rooms”

Fire is blowing and here I am
knowing I must move.
Before me there is a house
where crimson chews on the walls
until they fall in, their gaping wounds glowing
in a furnace of war.

I must move.

the fire has been set—it can’t be rewound
like an old VHS. This film only rolls forward.
But while the drama unfolds,
I am caught staring. So many windows cracking,
so many rooms burning, so many cries rising.
The answer is rescue, but I cannot choose a room.
There are too many, this is too much.

I must move.

Will I say years from now that my master was
indecision and my chains were indifference?
Apathy floods these onlookers
like poison gas. I could breathe it in
and float, aimless, in my own mind as darkness
takes us, as I wonder: which room?

I move.

I will pick one room, you pick another, and you
still another. We will pull hope out
of the flames.

We must move.

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“Poured Out”

For the 2016 tragedy in Orlando

As we reel from a new blow
We can make no sense of the blistering shock
But we turn our hearts to showing
That the blood we poured out
Is greater than the hate you threw down.
Wrapping that donor line around and around
Because we are blood brothers, blood sisters.
This flows strong in our veins, singing oneness,
Shouting down division with what is deepest.
We give where you took
And in the mile long lines and the memorials,
The candles, flags, and mourning songs,
Love is flying in an arc of colors:
Promise after the storm.
 
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“People of America”

Let us hold our hands high above turmoil
like waving autumn treetops in a storm.
We will weave our colors together into new understanding
of love that beats as deeply as giant drums of change
in the mountains we must climb.
Hand in hand, we will share faith and hope for what waits
at the top where our people, our nation,
dance like stars beneath an open sky.

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