We can’t see heaven for the blood.
Redemption didn’t buy its bullets
from the right god … toe tags keep
piling up an eye for an eye.
How much death is enough?
Hell isn’t a deterrent when
live lungs are breathing ash.
A broken winged child looks the same
in every race, in every mother’s tears.
Yet… still peace waits….It hopes…
It believes each mirror will speak,
“You are the answer to ending war.”
©Susie Clevenger 2014
At Real Toads Marian prompted us to respond poetically to Steve Earle's moving song Jerusalem.