I can feel the ground crying out
From all the blood that’s been shed
The earth is tired of absorbing
These bodies
These bones
These people who are living on our land
But have never found home
The wind catching their breath as they pray
The rain multiplying the tears
Creation is groaning and I am too
How Long, Oh Lord, must we endure?
Recolor my eyes Lord,
to see the White Supremacy
but be able to divide
My own identity from all the lies
Show me what it means to love
To love myself in the midst of such tension
To love my neighbor as myself
Remind me these Supremacists are human
Give me eyes to see what you are doing
Give me vision beyond the hate
I know you do your best work in darkness
it’s where you form and re-create
Exchange my own bitterness for boldness
My weariness for grace
Spirit, give me resilience to rise above the White Supremacy
Give me lament laced with strength
#Charlottesville
Originally Published on Medium by Ruthie
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