Tuesday, June 30, 2020

The Question Of Mercy The Flinging of Statues;The Whims of Marx;The Lies Of Lenin

mercy is greater than justice
mercy is not spoken now; a dead language
as if the constellations had gone dark

above the earth, somehow.
as if they are building a new building
this building without windows

that cannot receive light
we will be made to live in.
they think

but we will take flight.

only a reckoning justice
only a loaded night

how will we live.
without mercy.
without God

on the pulse of our dreams
where will we go who will we be then
the objects of dubious schemes

like a desert with no wind.
their new world without end

and the well will run dry
for the whole earth.

you did not give us birth.

sticks upon stones.
you will not dance
on the rubble of my soul.

you faux pilgrims.

reckoning belongs to God.
and mercy too.

what cross have you bourne
that you should replace the Saviour

mary angela douglas 30 june 2020

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