Syncretism

 

img_1954I along with many have suffered significant loss in this highly eristic year. So, I write this afflatus poem using two of my “go to” scriptures: Matthew 5:4 New International Version (NIV) Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted and Psalm 30:5 (NIV) Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. Please be sure to click on the hyperlinked words/phrases and be well, Beloved.

Blessed are they that mourn
Lost loved ones to the Light
Black and Blue lives forlorn
> 2,000,000 voters silenced by right
Friend and Family relations worn
“Unfriending” at all new height
Refugees from their homeland torn
Tolerance treated as blight
Pipeline worries during Thanksgiving shorn
Biggest addictions are pride and fright
Social justice sounds the horn
While glass cliffs and ceilings sit tight
Don’t worry about the scorn
Though weeping may endure for a night
Joy comes in the morn
We shall be comforted keeping Him in sight