In the spirit of Lent, I decided to give up taking God's name in vain, and the f-word. Not just the obvious f-word... ALL OF THEM. More to come on this breaking story.
I was the sheep, shorn in the Spring Having never been before shorn, Afraid of my bareness Unfamiliar Pleased at my freedom Then I was the lamb Hauled off to the slaughter By my Caretaker, Smiles in his eyes, As I went along with him Now I am the leopard The littlest of the big cats Solitary But what a jaw Protected in the trees
A favored enemy A dear friend worthy of hatred Both the jury declaring "Guilty" And the defense attorney Everything that is required Nothing that is needed With the knowing touch of a Mother Calming the worst of fears In the next moment striking without restraint Giving that which cannot be rightfully accepted Demanding that which cannot truthfully be given A poison of deception A disease
I want to see the stars in Argentina I want to taste the water from Egypt I want to look at the leopards in Zimbabwe I want to hold the children in China I want to taste the sugar from Cuba I want to look at the fields in Russia I want to have a belly laugh I want to touch someone I want to live without regret I want to live
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