Thursday, April 5, 2012

Take and Eat

bread, earthen and broken flesh
blood-water, crimson drink
a moment of remembrance
prophetic practice of grace

take and eat your piece of me
take and drink the last of my being
take from me the robes of righteousness
not one can take my life from me

deny me, my brother
forget me, slumbering friend
mother spare your tears
I make all things new

father of the forsaken
why demand this sacrifice
cradle life demand it not of me
if another way there still may be

paths have forks
and travelers choices
this night I make mine
thy will be done