2023-05-18

Please pray, he'd say…



Please help him out there God, to understand.

And care not if the words come thick 'n' fast,

or slow and steady, or don't come to hand

at all; to rest as small child at the last,


compared to the creative love that hopes

the best for all its children in this world.

And share the best he's got, that helps him cope

so others coming after, are not hurled


into the pit, despondency can be.

You've helped already, him reach out just now.

And join with him - do all of us,  that's we

who've walked through (or lived in) that pit somehow.


It seems he'll need you, when he cannot see,

espesh'ly then, to trust a good mate's word,

to let your help be that, to do what he

might only half want to. But quite absurd-


-ly you hold to the best things we could mean.

It is your Way - where-ever your love is, 

it does that well, it is not fair, it seems

unjust, maybe dishonest, but for his


face shining through the mists of history,

(the protocols, and principles, ideals,

maybe mechanics too, don't work for me

(and maybe not for him, or others feel


quite diff'rent things than many do at times.

I'm glad Yeshua's life, was lived in times

& territ'ry then occupied, with fines,

enforcements. But he chose to make love's rhymes.



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