Milagros Milagros and Outcry
This is a poem I wrote after hearing the news last week about a two year old girl that was killed in one of the shanty towns here in Buenos Aires. Two boys (seven and nine years old) have been implicated in the crime (article link below). The girl's name, Milagros, means "miracles" in Spanish. The second poem was written at another time.
MILAGROS
Milagros, Milagros,
How could it be that you were,
Only two?
If I'd seen you before,
Yes surely I have,
I might have even been tempted to,
Despise you.
You dirty,
You tangled mangled hair,
You rotten brown teeth,
You with a brownness to your skin and a blackness,
Under you nails and your feet,
You face of poverty.
I might have even imagined them,
Abusing you.
And now you dangle there naked limp and lifeless,
Crucified for me.
For I am to blame for your death,
For my content self swims in your blood,
And in the blood of many others,
Bleeding and dying,
For me.
Don't show them the poverty she says,
Show them the joy.
Don't show them the filth she says,
Show them the hope.
Don't show them the death she says,
Show them a lie.
Let me look upon you, your,
Naked bruised body,
You child Christ.
Now as before just a body or,
Just tangled mangled lice filled hair,
Or rotten brown teeth.
I see your smile again next to me,
Another one waiting to die.
OUTCRY
I cry out.
For if not I rip my heart out,
For you.
I cry out.
For if not nothing in heaven or on earth,
Will save me from what hurt I feel from you,
Or for you,
Between us so ever deep.
And yet I must rejoice,
When you revile me,
Rejoice in your persecution of me,
But how? How can this be so?
And the Lord's blood spills forth,
And the Lamb's blood spills forth,
And my Saviour's blood spills forth,
And God's blood spills forth,
And pools at my feet.
A great pool of blood.
So I must rejoice at this?
Rejoice!
Rejoice at the spilling of blood,
Lambs wool stained crimson,
Rejoice!
Body broken bent upon the cross,
Rejoice!
Death in the air,
Death, yes in His death,
Rejoice!
For you are persecuted,
And you are slain,
Rejoice for the Kingdom is at hand.
http://www.news.comau/heraldsun/story/0,21985,23739881-663,00.html
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Author: clayonmyeyes
Location: Buenos Aires Argentina
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Age: 42
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