Along The Edges

From the Prophet Nathan to the streets of Manhattan

To the church

Ineffectual in our commission

Impotent in our screaming at the darkness

Wondering why it does not understand what it cannot

Forgetting where we once were

The darkness that once enveloped us as well

But God

How do we not hear?

The thunder of our own failed criticism

Barbed wired Christianity

The love of Christ lacking

Missing

Surgically removed from our precision

We stand off on a hill

Watching

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