is it me
or is it all
twisted
distorted
contorted

to deny
the brokenness
the darkness
the sin
is to close our eyes
and turn away from injustice
from all the craters
where schools once stood

is to place our hands over our ears
to escape the tears
carried on wailing waves
on too many streets

is to cover our lips
and become statues
with utterless words
screaming silently
injecting our hearts
with the novocaine
of indifference
after all
what can we do
really

we slingshot around the moon
while shots ring out
in the southside
in the middle of the east
on midwest streets
unable to speak
we cling to the songs of our tribes
we can deal with that vibe

it's just too hard to try
to understand
i clasp my hands
kneel down and pray
for our enemies
for our adversaries
for our leaders
to stay
in a place of grace
towards all life
that mercy
might reign
for each child
and soldier
and mom and dad
amen
amen

God show us the way
Kyrie eleison
God come near today
Christe eleison
heal here today
Kyrie eleison
hear us we pray
Christe eleison
have your way in us
we pray
Kyrie eleison