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Holy Innocents, if a day late 29 December 2006

Posted by Dr Moose in Uncategorized.
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(Category: life, faith)

In memory of a memory that could speak so much to the world, if only we could break through the festive mush of what Christmas has become for so many, another poem from David.

Holy Innocents

God left her desolate?
Rachel, weeping for her children,
while terror then as now
vents fear and fury on the weak
and defenceless?

Sword flash in Bethlehem,
bomb flash in Baghdad,
slice open hearts that never heal.

Yet he himself gathers
up all history’s desolations
into one, massive, crucified, hurled
*WHY?*
and with his life snuffed out,
inhales the ferocity of all darkness
and shouts

*LET THERE BE LIGHT *

poem # 42/2006 © David Grieve
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