Let’s begin again.
Look at the power of the dog
as the mountain, a shape in the distance
seen and shared by oppressor and oppressed.
Now we are on level ground.
Remember how the cringing dog becomes
man’s best friend, brought into the circle
of firelight and bone.
And how packs of wild dogs ravaged the bodies
of the crucified. How even Jesus
feared this fate, the loss of his body’s integrity
to their bloody teeth and jaws.
So many before and since have suffered
the mockery of soldiers.
Division of the spoils. Over and over we carry
ritual and metaphorical crosses.
Do we have to forgive everyone for everything?
But there are small moments of kindness.
Someone brings a cloth to cover our nakedness
or water to our cracked lips
and this heals our hearts just before we slip away.
— Babs
Look at the power of the dog
as the mountain, a shape in the distance
seen and shared by oppressor and oppressed.
Now we are on level ground.
Remember how the cringing dog becomes
man’s best friend, brought into the circle
of firelight and bone.
And how packs of wild dogs ravaged the bodies
of the crucified. How even Jesus
feared this fate, the loss of his body’s integrity
to their bloody teeth and jaws.
So many before and since have suffered
the mockery of soldiers.
Division of the spoils. Over and over we carry
ritual and metaphorical crosses.
Do we have to forgive everyone for everything?
But there are small moments of kindness.
Someone brings a cloth to cover our nakedness
or water to our cracked lips
and this heals our hearts just before we slip away.
— Babs
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