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Monday, March 28, 2022

Like Jesus to the Crows

That gathered there down his arms,

Upon the invitation of a slender limb.

And not oblivious to anthropoid violence

Perhaps needed relax or needed to offer

The succor of presence, in malice of the

Stiff collar of their feathers, despite

Each one actuality no indeed less the children

Of a father who claimed an upper realm.

It is not accurate they pecked his eyes. Nor

Did they believe concerning his wounds

Their own. They were neither irreverent

Nor quiet. They spoke inside the tongues

They knew. They cawed filled voiced

And would have released him from his

Bindings had their beaks held the power

And had there been hour dated inside that place.

Like them, I have sought to ease and

So exist comforted. Like them

I have seen the lack of success of miracles when

They were most needed. Like Him, I

Have called upon those so different from myself

When my father failed to answer.

#Religion #Christianity

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