I am here now
I am here now.
I have removed my outer garments,
placed my trust within your circle.
I have come because you promised.
You told me you would be here
if I were but to reach out.
It is written in your texts.
I often hear it spoken,
when you come together
in what you call communion,
as you hold your hands together,
while you pray for my salvation.
I am here now
Yet I look around this chamber
for any sign of loving kindness;
your eyes refuse to welcome me;
they do not choose to meet mine.
Though your words say something else
you seem busy with your self-concern,
and a need to play some role.
I am here now.
I have come because you promised;
but that promise proves false.
In my grief and sadness,
I don again my worldly cloak,
and turn towards the door.
There’s no-one that pursues me;
No-one that might dissuade me.
I hear the whisper of your prayers
for myself and those just like me
echo softly as I walk away.
I am no longer here.
