CrissCross
(“I know
where you dwell, where Satan's throne is. Yet you hold fast my name, and you
did not deny my faith.” Revelation 2:13a)
We hear the
electromagnetic hum from the White House
to state houses,
from Supreme Courts to county fair judges,
from legislative lobbyists to the home-town blogger
and it all sounds so powerful.
You feel the static in
the air, the murmur of a thousand
deals made on the back of a million people who thought
they had their say. Oh
by the way
Filthy rich preachers
pray for the president.
All the while the rivers
crisscross the country
lapping lazily at the banks
and no one notices how long they have been there.
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