Thursday, January 28, 2010

feed them

overflow my heart like a cup spilling
spilling out on a dry ground
the water floats, then soaks in deep.
Lord fill me and let me seep into
a craving mass..
People, every tongue and nation
mouths open, heads up.
I see the tears, they are running down
white, brown, gold faces
young and wrinkled
timid and bold
eager hungry in anticipation.
mouths open, eyes closed...
waiting for salvation.

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