Why is it, O God, that we
find ourselves mired in
the swamp of emotionally
charged hyperbole when
our culture's most violent
practices
surface in the headlines?
Is it the very nature of
blood-lust
to amp our psychological
appetites,
as if we couldn't stomach
its vitriol without the
anesthesia
of relentless onslaught?
Deliver us, O Lord,
from the myth that
might makes right;
from the seduction that
crucifixion can be sustained
by more powerful weaponry;
from the illusion that
love is too weak to overcome
all fear, anxiety, and
hopelessness.
© 2013 Todd Jenkins
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