Why do
You
Need the
Word of
God when
All
Around you
There are
Signs: that
Wonders
Never
Cease, and
Evey
Day a
Hallelujah?
With proof that
Stares you
In your
Face, why
Do you
Get in
Mine to
Preach of
Wanton
Reckless
Fornication
Leading
Me to
Hell, when
All I
Wanted
Was to
Cross? I
Bear and
Hang onto the
Cross of
Streets. I
Ask for my
Deliverance:
Egg rolls and
Wonton,
Apartment
Six. Breaking
Bread, your
Words are
Ringing
From the
Window, small
Bell in the
Gamelan of
Life;
Take awe and
Center
Peacefully, for
I will
Ring my
Very own.

rjw, 1/18/03


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