prayer in dark September

for the little ones with furrowed brows
for those slowed by stiffness and disbelief
for those who ran out of time or just in time
for those ground down to powder
for those whose feet have gone groundless
for those who loathe all who are unlike themselves
for those whose losses howl in the heart
for those who time how long it takes to heal
for those who time the kill
for those who want revenge on strangers
for those who charge into flames for strangers
for those who’ve scraped the dark’s knife-edge
for those who lead and light the way
for those who pray in black and white
for those whose prayer is dim or blocked

let the muscles of their brows unknit
let disbelief be illumined by possibility
let the ashes mix with water
let them cleanse the crying ground
let groundlessness become a memory
let loathing’s crouching corners fill with light
let the jagged wounds of loss be healed
let flames of hatred sputter and utterly die
let love quench the endless thirst for blood

that the terrible rendings may cease
that no one ever again would be to us a stranger
that our voices would swell to gorgeous song
that our bodies would fill with light
that our lives might be a prayer

–Kathleen McCoy

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About Kathleen McCoy

I'm a poet, a professor, a mother, a wife, a bit of an activist, a lover of the word at http://kathleenmccoy.wordpress.com. Poetry books include Green and Burning, Glas Agus a Dho (Word Tech, 2016) and More Water Than Words (chapbook, Finishing Line Press, 2017). Soon to come: Ringing the Changes (full-length book, Finishing Line Press, 2019).
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5 Responses to prayer in dark September

  1. Thanks you so much for this. Awesome – What a fantastic poem !! I have included it in my blog with a link to you here at your site, if that’s OK. Blessings

  2. poetryforpeaceandjustice says:

    Thank you. This poem, I should admit, is hotly debated among my poet friends. Many poets feel that anything too overtly political is not art. I have since revised this poem and will try to repost it when I can, in revised form. Thank you for your comments. Spread peace and poetry!

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