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Friday, September 10, 2021

Unheard: Lamentations: Prayers and Poetry

                Unheard

                Her city now debris
                rubbish flaps in the wind
                ash coats as a gray cloud
                stray animals follow
                odors thinking possible
                meal, jerk away from
                strench.

                Cower once more.

                Can prayer pierce
                through garbage. Fall
                back broken, unheard.

                Filth sticks, barricades
                answers.

Psalm 37:24: "Though we stumble we shall not fall headlong, for the Lord holds us by the hand."

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