A Poem for Juneteenth

Courage to stand and speak truth

To power that has the power to speak lies

Lies within a heart of love for neighbor over self

 

All those who speak have God’s image

And God with the most power

Speaks truth to those he calls his neighbors

To those he died for

 

So we speak like a man with a dream

Not one that passes when we

Rub the sleep out of our eyes

But one eternal dream

 

A never-fading, always real dream

That all men are created equal

Not by man’s spoken word

But by God’s*

 

This day sings a freedom song

Muted by ears not hearing

Let us see and hear

The forgotten song

 

Broken are the chains

Though hearts still remain

Unbroken, unable to love,

Unwilling to sing

 

Closer now we stand to abolition

Of division and opression

If we sing with amplification

“God heal us!”

 

*This poem includes additional stanzas added for Juneteenth. It was originally published for MLK Day, 2020 at For The Church. You can read the original here.

Micro Poem Monday: Rain

In the moment before rain writes

its story on the pavement

Tension, tight with yearning in the

air

Like a friend with a secret to

share.

A breeze, a breath,

Colder than before, yet somehow warm.

And then — release.

Tears of truth wet the ground

beneath.

Micro Poem Monday: Chasing Feelings

Behold your apathy

Your jealousy

Your anxiety

Stare deep and you will find

A twinkle of truth in their eyes

Look too long and you will become what you behold

But chase them into the rabbit hole

You will find them seated

At the Throne

Ready to tell the real story

Of what you fear most

The King created them

To magnify our longing

So we can turn

And magnify Him