Order of Preference

All the things God took
from me He gave to you.
And between the things you hold
and your hands, I take
your hands.

For every unique pain I suffered,
God gave you the only cure.
But between the remedy
and the heart pumping it, I choose
your heart.

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Enriching the vocabulary

Teach me words of rejoicing -
When I found you, I lost
all poetry of loneliness.

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Untitled Poem

“Towards that time
and unknown place
where we shall know
what it is to arrive
(author forgotten)

When God wrote our story
He made sure to catch us
Unawares         foolish dreamers
of a future without each other            Proud
Of the loneliness we’ve chosen
Some people are always meant
To go, said you and I – two people
So alike             homeless
Drifters who never even really arrive
To say we…

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Almost Normal

They will become women. By then they will be educated, independent, ready to go out into the world, fall in love (if they haven’t already done so while here), start a family, have children of their own (if they don’t already have one while here). But now they are just a bunch of pre-pubescent girls boisterously imitating the behaviour of a ‘bayot’. I want to put an end to the joke, tell them that…

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On poverty/ being an idea/ running like buffoons

“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”

On Poverty

As long as we think we are helping the poor, we will never really be helping the poor. As long as we think we have to sacrifice certain things, as long as we think of it as a giving, as a taking away from what is ours, the problem of poverty will remain, the number of homeless families will increase, of starved…

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meditation on being a Christian

Then they said to him, “What must we do, to be doing the works of God?”

Jesus answered them, “This is the work of God, that you believe in him whom he has sent.”

To believe. Means, often, not to know exactly the facts, but to take someone’s word for it. To believe in Him whom He has sent. To believe Jesus, to take His word for the things we cannot see, things we cannot know for sure. To…

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Lessons learned late

Some things we are born into. Some notions. Like that of respecting the elderly. No one asks why. That’s disrespect. If answered anyway: “because they were here first”, (Well that’s original) with no answer at all. Youth might as well not have asked the question. But tonight I gaze up on the crescent of the moon, and see instead the cusp of something else. I feel the great chain of events linking…

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