Lonely Debate

How is it that humans seem to seek
the edge of each abyss they create;
Then plead for help from a God left
behind, dismissed in lonely debate?

How can it be, we who do know God
go seeking to the edges of our night;
Yet, worry Love may elude our search,
while it leaps and dances within sight?

Answers lie inside such questions, and
why we need to creep so close to edges.
Making bridges across the abyss can heal
our incessant need to hammer in wedges.

Let it be then, that we create peace inside,
that no weapon of taser, bomb, bullet, ever
Again, is used to undo God's planned heaven;
so that humility unites us, now and forever.

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January . 2010