Beulah Land

God bless those, today
Who awaken to cold and wet
No roof or walls
No kitchen or tea
No coffee and milk
Frothed to perfection

God bless those whose love
Is considered inconvenient
Whose eye for beauty is
Errant in the minds of the many

God bless the child
Afraid and hiding
Whose only plan is avoidance
Whose simple dream
Is to survive another day
With only food and warmth
And neither love nor beatings

And god bless us
And our weary hands
Our misty eyes
That have seen too much
Sorrow
Not enough love

In memory of MLK
Whose dream
Inspires us still
To be better

dg

1/17/11

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