Salt and Light - Advent
Lungs give way to ashes
Souls crying, bleeding out
How many are merely
Ghosts walking around,
Waiting to be embodied through
Where is god in the study of god-
Words defining words defining truth?
All this orthodoxy is for oppressors:
That is what I have learned.
Why this waste of lingering, hoping
While time is running short-
Patience, while disasters burn?
Throats too wounded to whisper anymore,
Shouting to be heard
Before darkness becomes permanent.
Are You sleeping? Are You sleeping?
Why do You slumber and sleep now?
In this world full of broken promise,
Whose heraldic roar can raise You?