Piece by piece
We build the wall
That works to separate us all
From those who have from those don’t
From those who can to those who won’t.
We throw our words around like flames
That scar and burn but mostly blame
Because those who won’t just steal from me
And those who don’t just need to flee.
Word by word
We all fall down
Our piercing words can only drown
Those who seek a sweeter place
To love and live and show their face.
All they find is hate and harm
From those with dangling, cross-shaped charms
“Build the wall!” they shout with glee
And as we do, we imprison the free.
Heart by heart
We deny the hate
That steals our love and determines our fate
We stand together in unity
Remembering whose pain once set us free.
We don’t speak loud but we do speak out
Because acts of love don’t scream and shout
The greatest of love has spoken for me
Now I speak for Him on that sacred tree.
I wrote this on a plane ride back from visits in Boston and Providence over the weekend. I was really inspired by the people, love, passion, and humanity that swept me up over the past few days and felt compelled to write this piece of poetry. It is political, but our lives are political. They are messy, confusing, never black and white. This poem, I hope, urges us to consider the gray– to find our place in the gray. The piece is also about love, peace, freedom, Christ, and unity. I hope the beauty of the woods isn’t missed for focusing in on the tree. I’d love to hear your thoughts.