EYES WE CLOSED, LOVE WE STILLED

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Forgive us, Lord,

For the Wisdom we gave no need

Heads we turned against children

Worldly gold that focused us

Pursuit of treasure in the field

Any wagon riding the railway of Self.

 

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Forgive us, Lord,

For the cries we deafened our ears to

Numbed our hearts against

Pleas from the womb, orphan shelters, secret graves

Homes wreathed in hidden ribbons of abuse

Children in a hidden world not right.

  

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Forgive us, Lord,

For the paths we chose to tread

Angled away from buried sorrows

Bitterseeds birthed and grown old in the drought of hope

But received first in the cold earth

Of reluctant mothers and fathers.

  

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Forgive us, Lord,

For the children we failed to love

Born of us, born of others

Left to pain, forever weep

Gnarled, twisted lives to lead

Because our eyes we closed, our love we stilled.

 

 

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5 comments

  1. Caitlynnegrace
    Artistry from your heart…challenge to our souls!
    What touching verbal imagery! Where do we take our angst except to our Lord in prayer?
    I have been anxiously waiting for your next post. Worth it.
    May God always allow you see the movement of His hand in the lives of those who you love.
    God’s Child

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    1. Mary, thank you for sharing that. After I posted this, I prayed for the Abused and Abusers, at Sunday Mass. Reading your words now, it speaks to me that that prayer needs to be prayed again today.

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