Monday, January 2, 2017

rains fall
as if this town needs cleansing
as if a foul stench rises from its core

perhaps this the reason for
these heaven-dropped tears:
to scrub blood from the pining streets

murders are up, statistics say:
race and rape demand attention again;
drugs make cash while frying heads;
the heat from guns bake more than bread;
nearby the homeless rest in parks
while food spoils sitting on a shelf

this storm cries about us this night
dropping hints
there's something odious about

but rain can't wash these stains down drains
and down-pours never scrub the human heart
soul-tears and hands-on, along with other dreams
wash open wounds scarring the city's charts



*Every place one settles in, has what one needs and don't want.




*Generosity is the one thing that cannot admit of delay.
  -St. Gregory of Nazianzen

*Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must  be demanded by the oppressed.
  -Martin Luther King, jr.

*Try again.  Fail again.  Fail better.
  -Samuel Beckett




*Reflections of Alan Jones:

  -We cannot help having minds furnished with something, so we might as well see to it that they are as well furnished as possible.

  -It is a fearful and wonderful thing to be a human being.  The theological way of expressing this truth is to say that we are made, individually and collectively, in the image of God.

  -The divine is our true form, beyond our grasp and yet in our flesh.

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