R.E. Slater - The Eighth Day of Creation

The Eighth Day of Creation

by R.E. Slater

O' Father God,

    who spake bright worlds

into being and becoming,

    who guides forces of

renewing goodness

    and bounteous energy;

be our hope and stay

    during days of evil. 

Deliver Thy people

    who walk your love,

from crimes of

    injustice and hate;

guide thy creation
    its bounteous courses,
from barrenness

    and childless joy.

Do not abandon us

    nor this frail earth,

to wickedness

    and ruinous sin;

but come bringing

    peace and goodwill,

during dark days

    and evil dreads.

Thy worlds were

    made in Thy image;

self-creating worlds

    of atoning goodness,

of soul redeeming love,

    of resurrecting grace;

all now sadly within webs

    of sorrowful agency.

Be the All-Seeing Poet

    over our affairs; direct

Thy loving conviction

    with holy compassion

upon those spewing hate;

    whose lips speak daily lies

and restless slander; false

    shepherds of undead souls.

To those who seek

    Thee not, who rage

within, who harm;

    be not still Thy Spirit

which stills broken hearts,

    which opens blinded eyes,

which unstops deaf ears,

    raising lepers to walk again.

Such harlots of humanity

    look not within but hate,

spinning lies and deceits

    of every kind; such whores

of creation breed every kind

    of evil unrelenting their sin;

to these close their mouths,

    lay bare their nakedness.

You have birthed worlds

    promising Eden, yet we

destroy Thy holy earth,

    denying its promise, by

unlove and fell deeds;

    may Eden renew again

our hearts of hard clays,

    to be yielded soils remade.


R.E. Slater
April 21, 2020

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