Wednesday, February 03, 2021

Breaking Bread

Come and sit down at my table,

Take a deep breath and relax.

Say a tiny prayer but keep it to yourself.

Can’t offend the non-believers,

Cannot thank our Benefactor,

Can’t let others think that

We’re the freaky zealots that they fear.

 

Seems a pity, keeping secrets,

Feels like lying in effect,

Breaking bread with those who loathe us and despise

Every nuance of our being,

Every breath our lungs may draw,

Every word our lips might whisper in their ear.

 

If we are to make a difference

We must penetrate their camp,

Must lay bare the fallen idols of despair.

We must be the best example,

Must rise above the rest,

Let our actions be the only thing they hear.

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