Tornadoes Gather Hurricanes

 

Tornadoes Gather Hurricanes

 

Tornadoes gather hurricanes,

A nation in its birthing pains,

And, all are heirs of this birthright,

Who dare to yell and scream and fight.

 

With petulance enough to tear,

Is threat of war enough to bear,

What civil thread can tie us now,

Is there some truth that would bow.

 

Try patience and humility,

Compassion laced with charity,

But, not with those with whom we pride,

Reach only toward the other side.

 

Dear God, it’s time to swallow tongues,

Keep words of blame trapped in our lungs,

To love our enemies as friends,

And, open ears toward better ends.

 

For only love can save us sure,

With prayers to God to make us pure-

In our intents to heal our land,

We must extend a loving hand.

 

Peter Lowell Paulson

January 7, 2021