The Twenty-Five Hour Yesterday

I deferred entropy yesterday,
with jaundiced yellow summer thoughts
that lingered in mid-air
above my head.

They rose on winds like seraphim to speak
to heavens brass and brazen, silent skies
yet become broken by my desperate thoughts
and yet to become wild throat-shattering cries!tumblr_ns8f87gHlH1qllucco4_1280I was silent with them until they just were not silent with me!
Nay!  They called out to Isaiah, that ancient mariner sailing
on seas of grief and beauty in the winds of time and loss…

“O that You would tear open the heavens
and come down, that the mountains
would quake at Your presence!”

And then time halted,
entropy deferred
to my voice ignited
in screams for the speechless
in songs for the weary
in shrieks for the despairing

WHEN Will You SHATTER Brass?
Tear OPEN Silent Faded Blue Skies
and harsh LACK OF MERCY!!tumblr_nj8axqwRES1rx3qvso1_500

slavery still happening
right here in River City

sex-trafficking thriving
looking up in Kansas City

poverty and addiction
meet me in St Louis

racism and genocide
above the fruited plains

all ignored
while we obsess
over Facebook Fights
and Twitter twatfests,
both garbage and cheap gossip dished,
in equal measure slung and sung to show tunes
and to shanties and to soft-shoe shuffles
on Broadway!

How long, O Lord!
When will our
Purple Mountains
quake in Your Majesty?

And yet how shall I voice
my cry so bloody and alone?
With deeds just like some pile o crap,
some smelly filthy rag?
With prideful blood-hoard boasting
buried in a pirate’s chest so goddam deep?tumblr_nmykoqcspH1qz9bu3o1_1280And my heart faded
like a leaf and blew away
like dried up failure
in the scheming winds…

And my vain colors
oh so bright and oh so pretty,
my heart faded in the face
of all the unjust things we do,

the things we are,
our inconsistencies
and our post modern
so ironic ways
so petty and deliberate,
so destructive and so cruel!tumblr_n0caivXHen1to3s33o1_1280We stand before God today
even though entropy
deferred yesterday
we stand before God
as Their Potter’s clay

the urgency
of the present moment,
shaped not by nostalgia
for what once was,
but remembrance
for who God was,
and is,
and ever will be.

that fierce urgency of the now
within a world in need
not of more pointing fingers
and dividing speeches, but of
people willing to rise up
and work as if we now already
are God’s people willing
and surrendered.

 I deferred entropy yesterday
It was the least I could do.

Note to the reader:  italicized words are meant to be heard in your mind to the show-tune they are from…
Google is an ally if you don’t know your show tunes, as is You-Tube.
If this were read aloud, the reader would sing those phrases,
voice dripping sarcasm and anger.

Oh…and if you don’t like it?

Defer Entropy

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