To God Be the Glory

To God Be the Glory… Their pain— the ever aching of a nation. Their loses— savored gifts to God who gave them. Their tears— the breast milk of faith. Their sweat— nourishing water to tombstone flowers. They’ve always had our backs; they’ve always been at our sides; they’ve always—when needed be: Stalwartly at our front— leading the way. They are our glorious angels— Mothers, Sisters, our One and only One—Queens. Glorious queens of blood, dripping sweat and endless nourishing tears. Come Brothers—come let us give God the glory for giving us these glorious gifts.