this cold night gives way
to another day of "what now?"
old, raggedy, damp house
trying to bring kids to a
better address--all they get is sick
but, really now,
so what?
don't nobody "get it," hardly
feeling surrounded by
"the surround" of
continual stress about "what now?"
baby working in dim light
over sheets, pages of
homework--do I have a home?
what is my work?
feeling sold out to
"what's the use?"
and now, Christmas done
come again
to what end--disappointed kids?
folks singing carols in church
where I ain't
really welcome, not really, right?
somehow, though, I see
my babies in
that one baby
now what,
for us and
him?
Waiting
advent 2015
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