A Road Poem

I think god thinks

in verse and rhyme

and we draw close

in psalm and poem

and together walk

in prophetic stride

and leave behind

the ones who lied

and said they loved

but loved not.

Claimed they’d help

but soon forgot.

Preached forgiveness

but never forgave

and promised freedom

but then enslaved

a whole world.

Soon a distant sight.

On the road again

and into the light.

by Dave