Silent night, silent day.

Just another day,
just another day.
sun, sand and sea...
refugees turned away, drowning, dying,
sweet carols singing,
judgment, alienation and scorn,
Oh holy night?
selfish,
self centred,
silent,
night remains
a horror story
whilst we wrap up the wrappings
and fill the bins,
overflowing
too much of too much.
just another day,
just another night
silent.

Can we love beyond.....?

when we judge,

when we point the finger,

when we discriminate,

isolate,

reject

and turn away,

when we blame,

when we accuse,

when we slander,

and abuse,

it is then

that we find our boundaries,

where love, grace and hope

are withdrawn and withheld

by our

bigotry

and justification,

it is then

that we have to chose

can we love and grace

beyond our boundaries

or have we simply joined the accused.

Tell me.

Tell me,

have you seen the little ones,

cast off and undefended?

please tell me

have you seen them

as broken they walk away?

have you seen their bloody scars,

wounded from the words

that should have spoken love,

from hands that should embrace.

have you heard their cries,

their laments,

their dirges,

as they bury the life

that so cruelly was declared "dead".

for there is poison in the tongues,

arrows in the pointings,

malice in the hearts,

twisted, bitter, black.

tell me,

have you seen them,

nameless,

alone,

please tell them 

heaven's gates

are waiting

swinging open wide

and free.