Lockdown has a lining which started very thin
Spinning many yarns from voices far within
As we set our minds on moments that futures might define
We turn our hearts to sorrow where no one drew the line
Deep beneath the hate crimes, where racism divides
Are beatings that are broken beyond their bruised outsides
It’s not about our class, our cast, our line, our kin
But about the love we sought before we saw our skin
We were born for freedom, meant to find true love
But somehow the human kind hid us from above
The lineage was much thicker, a bondage grown to slay
A chrysalis of evil, stored hurt until this day
The ‘vessels’ that we sailed in, crossed murky waters deep
Pumping blood around our reason, too angry now to weep
So, lockdown came to open hearts, no matter what the cost
To turn the key in winding clocks, before chances have been lost
It’s all about rejection, more than two faces feel unloved
Thrown together loneliness in crowds of kindred moved
There’s no freedom in groups of hatred, or in kneeling on a neck
Shackles of iron hold inhuman hems of sin to peck
We were created for a world of peace, with ribbing meant for order
To protect, grow, tend, release, not for lying, cheating, murder
Children blessed for goodness, empowered with love to rule
Not broken bones of bondage, sacrificed for masters cruel
What is this world coming to? Greying heads they shake
Not thinking that they played a part in enabling this mistake
All have fallen short, and in lock down must confess
To not seeking the only One whose blood can clean our mess
His name is above all names, His voice is heard to speak
When we stop to listen for a minute, hour, day, or week
Put aside your anger, forgive, and settle down to tell
Jesus Christ, who knows our stories, longs to save us now from hell
By Penny M
In the grace of Him who knows us best
June 28, 2020 at 2:26 pm
Really good Mom
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