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Jesus falls a third time

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station 9: final fall

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Hear our prayers

For all who find themselves on the ground once again.

Bruised and battered

and almost broken.

Covered in the dirt, in the mud of

“I can’t go on.”

 

Hear our prayers.

The Many - Again and Again

WHAT THEY DID YESTERDAY AFTERNOON
by Warsan Shire

 

they set my aunts house on fire

i cried the way women on tv do

folding at the middle

like a five pound note.

i called the boy who use to love me

tried to ‘okay’ my voice

i said hello

he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?

 

i’ve been praying,

and these are what my prayers look like;

dear god

i come from two countries

one is thirsty

the other is on fire

both need water.

 

later that night

i held an atlas in my lap

ran my fingers across the whole world

and whispered

where does it hurt?

 

it answered

everywhere

everywhere

everywhere.