Poetry by Elizabeth Brooks: "Unashamed"


They hiss and wag their heads


but clearly visible

through opaline glass panels,

not luminous


of producing light

which keeps my community

under siege

Oh! this has gone on far too long

too far and beyond

and when one is in grave pain

there is no one to turn to

nowhere to go

to get justice

when the world is broken

and against you.

You cry, you vex your spirit

you bawl, then you empty

your bosom, your belly, yourself

you empty yourself

completely to the Lord

to Jesus you turn.

With outstretched arms

He says forgive. Continuously, forgive.

© Elizabeth Brooks

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