Cry

The cry of alarm goes up from ahead and it is hard to tell

Whether there is some actual threat or if it is just the

Noise that surrounds, coming in from the traffic, loud 

Clearly heard and you have to really listen closely in order

To hear the birds, the squirrels, anything at all raising 

It's song from the earth and we are all caught up in the 

Busyness of life again, the world has not stopped in spite

Of the cry gone up, less and less heed the warning cry

Of inequality because we listen again and again to empty 

Rhetoric, victim blaming, this is not a good example

And the friend lists ten that aren't and it hits deep in

When will we listen to the warning cry, hear the danger

Of not taking heed to the call, aren't we supposed to be 

About the work God has given us to do and raise the call?

Where does it fit in our practice to just sit and listen while

Others are wounded and die, so we can sit in comfort 

And never hear the warning cry of the heart of God

Broken