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The Shepherds
Did the star, so bright, kill the night? The baby silent in submission to the hands of unloved men and women? Did angels hover and sing so sweetly? Filling the sky with their susurration, articulating the glory of an organic God? ================================ Did Mary know that the sweat, pain and agony of giving birth; was…
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A Letter to Santa
I’ve written my letter and sent you my note, he’s bound to see just what I wrote, its not a lot but I’m sure he’ll see that all these things are not for me. ============= Dear Santa, please may I have a big box of peace, homes and hope along with my socks, a jigsaw…
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Oh the Children!
I was a hiding again in the cupboard, they had started again and the grinding hatred was spat out in words and then he hit her, over and over. I heard her moans and then screams and then all went silent and I’d wet myself again. ================ I stayed still and silent hoping that he…
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The Consolation of Waiting
Waiting in the sun breathed stone, the candle flame flickering in the breath of the minds that flew to realms unmet, unknown. Fear filled my heart as I watched the glow of light illuminating the darkness within me. ======================== I saw those things, I hide from others, as stark and grasping. Their noisy voices overwhelmed…
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Hope in the Darkness
Darkness invites the weary, and brightens their time, with candles and fires, with glimpses of moons, and sparkling stars. And through the darkening sky peeps the pallid sun, its silent strength grown weaker; and wearily now it warmly shines in the myriad eyes of the parcelled populace, squinting and smiling, to see and feel the…
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The Box he Carried
The box he carried weighed in at tons of right wing rhetoric, and pounds of destruction of democracy, and stones of self interest, and gallons of lies and manipulation. ========= Left behind was hundredweights of destructive control and bushels of abuse of the power of a potted parliament. =============== The lining of his pockets, pushed …
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The Refugee
He looked at his children and sighed, his labouring wife by his side, her panting and groaning rent the air with pain, coupled with despair. ============== He felt the tears slide down his face, prayed for a moment of grace, and knelt to deliver his very own chile, in a cruel world, beyond vile. ===========…
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Is God a Bully?
Wear a hat! Sit still! Wear a veil! Behave! prostrate yourself! give money! Fast! Submit! =========== God is warring, violent, avenging, A Jealous one, rewards killers, racist, white, spurns women, wants sacrifices, tramples infants! Thous shall not! ========= Didn’t God create a beautiful world? Love and families? gave us Jesus, healing, equality for all, non…
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