we are a family, .. we talk to our father.. 'bout others, enemies,.. sisters, brothers, mothers

Hey mum and Dad,
I would love your prayers. ...

God please give this woman
this Annabella Rose,
all she needs for stormin'
the barricades of foes

knowing her enemies
are: (dead) human cultures,
then our dead human-ness,
and spirits (like vultures)

feed 'n vestigial
fe-ars and desi-res
to gain prestigial
honours and admirers.

All of which, the life of
that new Son of Adam
has authority ov'r.
And she's his lamb who can

also, since he's given
her his bigger body,
and his Spirit in her
and armies, not shoddy;

all for purposes of
bringing on that great rule,
rule of love, from above,
though that may seem un-cool.

So we stand with her now
in our diff'rent spaces,
God we know, and now bow
to where your will traces...

Amen.