Blessed Be

I wrote this poem at the end of 2019.

Thursday Sept. 30/21 was the first Truth and Reconciliation Day. It is a Federal holiday and it is a day to learn of the abuses faced by the Indigenous of this country. To listen. To hear. To participate in the healing. Finding this poem this morning and reading it made me realize that this poem suits what we are discovering today.

Blessed be
the child you brought to me
set forth
allowed me the temptation.
It is not my fault
this is how I am made.
I am sorry my Lord
forgive me
you have made me as such
despite the pain
the atrocities
you comfort me
keep me within the fold
allow me the cover
to continue my evil.
Hide your head
those children you should have protected
marred
brutalized
still you smile
still you laugh
shaking your fingers
adding sin after sin
while hiding
defending
the one who should
truly
be hair shirted to hell.
Moved
forgotten
horror driven
suicide
rape
more abuse
all because
men are in power
protecting the guilty
forfeit the innocent
all in the name of our Lord
Jesus Christ.
©Dec. 30/19
Picture is my own

As Hard as it is I have to say Goodbye

The absence is felt
gaping
hole in my heart;
where once you resided.
Cut free
wrenched from my circle
my life
dimmer
for lack of you in it.
I have tried.
I have given space.
I have given time.
The divide is ever greater
and I ache
for the loss of a friend.
Someone who never judged.
Who always encouraged.
Who never let me falter.
And though the promise is in the air
I know
it won’t be kept
it cannot be kept
and my heart breaks
for I love you.
Adopted you.
You are family.
And sometimes
as in all families
I must learn to let go.
 
©Oct. 2/21
Picture is my own

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