Day breaks bright
While they serenade
Do you fear
Foreign gods more than your own?
Can thoughts and prayers save?
Man with gun and hate
Because their songs upset him.
Does your god not care?
Deity now smiles
At this shame?
So I cry
Out thoughts and prayers to save me
From man’s cruelty.
This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #128, Sing and Spring. My synonyms are bolded.
I have been wanting to respond to the cruelty and racism in the New Zealand shootings, but so far I’ve lived vicariously through Joanne the Geek’s post and some NPR. As a Christian American, I feel that my opinion should be expressed – to help with my grief for fellow people – but not sought in this matter.
One thing I couldn’t fit in my poem was the fact that the Christian God, who happens to be my God, is still a ‘foreign god’ to most believers. Unless a Christian is a descendant of Jewish people, they are believing a foreign god. The fear of foreignness itself seems ironic to me, but perhaps I’m not looking at this in the way a white supremacist shithead would.
So have as good a day as possible.
P.S. Computer issues may slow my ability to read or respond to stuff today. I’m not ignoring you on purpose!