you’re
new here
aren’t you
so you’re
probably wondering
about
all these pieces
of
folded paper
strewn
all over
the chapel floor
thinking
this is
not
what i expected
when
i got assigned
to
such a prestigious unit
well
truth is
we’re
way behind
on our schedule
of
events
see
folks used to
help one another
oh
they had their disagreements
but
on the whole
more folks
worked together
resolving
various issues
than
now days
which really
helped
to decrease our workload
and
the number
of
requests made
but
since humankind
has changed
and
moved away
from godliness
we
angels
are having
a harder time
with
addressing
all
the prayers
i had but one dream
so simple it had no form
nothing to define
nor place on your bucket list
human dignity that’s all
every
now and then
i find
an old
unbaked brick
as
i turn up
the earth
with
my harrow
i
suspect
most find
such
items
to be a bother
when clearing
a field
but
i wonder
about those
who built
their homes
upon these lands
before
i was born
what
hardships
did they
endured
and
whose child’s unmarked grave
lies
beneath my feet
did they come
to this land
to be free
from
hate mongers
those
purveyors
of
only their god
the
peddlers
of holy books
written by men
whose sole purpose
was
to control
the lives
of others
through
blind obedience
to a holy shroud
of
ignorance
was such
ignorance
the trumpeting
of
rams’ horns
making
these
walls
fall down
leaving only
this brick
and then
i
wonder
do i
hear
in
my own time
the trumpets
of
hate
and
ignorance
moving around
the walls
of
what i thought
was
an impenetrable
humanity
without
sanity
one
would let
children die
while
political debates
raged
about what to do
without
sanity
the world
would avoid
giving aid
to those in need
in lieu of
lottery tickets
without
sanity
a government
would send its children
off to war
while corporations
profit
from their deaths
without
sanity
yes
without
sanity
his voice
harsh
and
filled with
fiery venom
blazoned
that
i
was
guileless
and
that
this world
was full of
hateful people
cognitive clones
heeding
pointless creeds
that undermine
all
humanity
by
acts of coordinated cruelty
self-appointed saints
wrapped
in their self-righteous shroud
of holy words
words
authored by
men
to justify
personal
and
socialized sins
claims
i could not
deny
deity or not
i still elect
to believe
that love
and
hope
are
the embers
needed
to light
the bonfires
to guide
our journey
if
such
beliefs
be naive
then
guileless
i
be
whose child will we save
what laws of humanity
define a just cause
a just cause defined
to keep one small child alive
while another dies
died while another
war began with the question
whose child will we save
Read Between the Minds 