Five-letter Words

They yell it
And scream it
And make you do it.
Make you live under it,
Suporting it;
The Just Cause
That must be borne
Even if you are dying
From the weight of it…
Even if it was never Christ’s intention
That you bear it.
The true thing unattainable…
The carrot on the string
In front of the donkey…
The promise…
But the reward for bearing the load
Never given.
Only more promises
With more beatings.

Peace, you say?
Peace?
You yell it in my ear,
You demand it from
Those you have labled wrong.
I have been in your marches.
I have seen your faces.
You make victims
Out of sisters
And enemies out of brothers.

You have made this thing your god,
This “peace.”
A triune and ugly thing it is:
God the Peace,
God the Justice,
God the Community.
On your bumperstickers
On your FaceBooks
On your Face…
Not peace.
Only hate
Intolerence

The five letter word…
your cause
your god

But without love
You are a clanging cymbol
A knife that cuts
And cores out
The seeds that would have borne fruit…

Peace
Grace
Five-letter words
That are more painful to me
Than your foulest curse.

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