those without a horse

Label, lie, vilify
simplify, Other. Brother,
"Can't we all just get along?"
Those without a horse
dismiss the race with record speed.
Whose stories have we snuffed with severed
cries to settle down?

Prophetic voices rise above the fray from muted margins; shalom whispers the heat of conflict, too.
We practice resurrection: calm, storm, work and wonder. Rooted and built up,
rebuilding in love, we'll blaze a most excellent way.


re-worked from the archives
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