Teacher says God loves you and I
More than the flowers and more than the trees,
More than the birds, who soar in the sky,
More than the fish, who swim in the sea.

But I cannot find words to ask her why
They should not be loved as much as me,
Why God made them so they could die,
But made us so we would not weep.

She knelt down at His feet
And she wept
And she asked Him for forgiveness.
She told Him what she’d done,
All the evil tumbling out,
The dark details of her life;
She confessed her sins to Him
As she bore her penance.

She asked Him to forgive her
Because redemption was what she needed,
She asked Him to pardon her,
But He did not stir.
She threw herself at his feet
And she cried out.
But He did not move,
Because He could not hear her.

In the silence, she rose,
And she did not wander into that church again.

That You Eat Flesh and I Do Not

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You hate us for this -
That we mask our hearts in anger towards you,
In judgement.
And for it, you judge us.
I will say this now, that which I have never said before:
I fear you.
With your deeds, you break my heart,
But more than that, you fill me with fear;
The betrayal that you do to them -
Would you do it to me too?
If I never know, how can I trust you?
You shake me to the core
And empty me of tears
So if I ever seem to be judging you,
It is only because I cannot bear to let you close;
You hurt me too much for that.

And now I bear my soul before you -
The irony, the irony…
But know this:
…it is a plea.
It is an undisguised plea for your compassion.
If you don’t do it for them, do it for me.
Have mercy, I beg you,
Because my soul is heavy
I am weak
And I cannot carry this burden alone.