------------------------------------photo susi white
now here's the story
of a place so cold palms
rubbed themselves together
to have something close to hold
the sacred sites and chapels
lost their faces to the mold
grown by the foggy tongues of liars
who left the truth untold
give us strength
to slay these dragons
give us faith
to lose control
with the smokey eyes of battle
grant us grace
to unfold
we fled from eve's garden
abandoned the knoll
where the mother served her blessings
and the angels took parole
the saints have all gone running
put down their holy poles
they poked portals in the heavens
and are slipping through the holes
