Spiritual Poetry posted November 27, 2015


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Inner city can hide some ugly truths... a poem -*NOTES*

Judge Not The Lost Lambs

by Dawn Munro


Judge Not The Lost Lambs
by Dawn Munro

Her sorrow like a river flows, while church bells chime with joy,
and cold and blust'ring winter wind sees not a single toy.
Frost's lacy, silver fronds like ferns paint windows in their van.
It's Christmas for them too, but she can't make a single plan.

The pennies in her pocket are for fuel; a brief respite -
without a bit of petrol they won't make it through the night.
They're homeless and the Christmas basket served for just a day;
the children were so hungry she could not take it away.

Her Jenny is just five years old, and Jacob's only two,
she's terrified to leave them; they won't know what they should do.
But if she doesn't find a way to earn some extra coin,
what's left is what the church gives out, what she can just purloin,

and heaven knows there isn't much, and she's no common thief.
But God Almighty doesn't seem to offer much relief.
She's prayed and cried and pleaded 'til her heart is one big knot,
but Billy just ignored her, and it seems God just forgot.

Her sorrow like a river flows, while church bells chime "sparse hope".
There's little left for her to do...except, there's Billy's dope...
He sits in prison paying for this crime - she knew he would!
But she and both her little lambs have always been so good...

 




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Desperation...few of us ever know it. What of the hungry, the homeless, the lonely, the forgotten? We are so quick to voice our opinions but unless we've walked that mile, how can we know? "Why did she stay with him? Aren't there shelters, choices, blah, blah, blah..." True poverty doesn't always allow for those decisions quite as easily as those who sit in judgement might believe, and which one of us hasn't made a bad choice in life?

It behooves us to be kind, not judgemental, to follow in Christ's footsteps. No one can know what another faces, not really, and we ARE our "brother's keepers". Less talk, less expectation that "others" will handle it; more "hand up", more individual acceptance of responsibility - it could go a long way, couldn't it? We can be so quick to blame - why not be as quick to try to prevent desperate acts? (Be a solution to a small problem; the results can snowball into a much bigger solution than ever imagined...)

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