periodic bread

Pentecost +19 — Year C

daily bread is a dream

for countless millions

were it only one

weeping would be in order

weeping cleans the eye

for compassion to enter

banquets to be open

open sores closed

for now we are stuck

unbalanced

mistaking plenty

as effect from our cause

we are stuck to a whirlwind

feeding on its own

until its moment gone

a rainbow left standing

too late we worry about our own

having not cared about others

we are invisible to ourselves

too self-satisfied to be warned

when warning is ignored

there is no easy fix

commonality in death

is all that’s left

too late smart

threats block change

follow G*D out of any garden

weeping all the way

laughing all the way

for old irony

brings sufficient insight

to change from within

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I Cannot Sleep by Malvina Reynolds

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     Bilingual song

We Have Fed You All for a Thousand Years

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