The Morning Dawn

I see.

I’m punishing the town
For the sin of the company.
I threw myself at their feet
Because I could feel

The single abuser in their corporate DNA

And I have spent my life
Begging abusers to love me,
And punishing everyone
When they will not:

The repetitive vacuum I create.

Thank You for bringing me
Through an abusive system,
While my own was being exposed,
So I could see the composite parts

Like an iota indwelling an abuser.

Each person an expanded element
At play in a single relationship
So I could understand the internal structure
Of the intangible machine I was in,

Of the machines I choose.

So I could see how I choose them,
Adore them in their evil,
And pull myself back through the system
Cycle after cycle after cycle

Grinding my own soul to feed the gears.

And I believe You lowered me in,
Held me all the while,
And now pull me towards the surface
So I can see, and be clean;

So I can be free.

I have lamented my time with them
Was wasted, all a waste,
But it was a chamber designed
To wake me up, to expel me into life,

More like a womb,
Or emergence from a tomb.

You loved the blind,
But took no part in the people
Who devalued You
Who belied Your identity:

You walked with those who walked with You.

I’m counting my blessings again;
Forgive me for not seeing before.
Thank You for taking me into that place,
And thank You for bringing me out.

Help me learn to shake the dust off my feet
And search instead for persons of peace

Who are everywhere- the fields are white.

I Want to Be Well Now.