hill* towers midst clouds
summit transcends firmament---
as tall trees praise God
*Psalm 68:15 The hill of God is as the hill of Bashan; an high hill as the hill of Bashan.
March 3, 2022
Edited on March April 4
2nd place, "H Forms - Traditional Nature Haiku" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 3/5/2022
We always gon be here,
forever a Jesus thorn in the enemy’s side
We ain’t never gon stop,
to the heavens, giving our plaintive cries
Having to cup those adder ears,
just make Satan’s soldiers so mad
Proud Bashan bulls
stamp your feet on the vanquishing ground
Snort, and give the death war sound
Kill the downtrodden
with a drop bomb machine gun pound
Scatter us remnants to the four winds,
sending our refugee pain all around
But those genocidal practices
won’t stop us from flourishing
We be here to stay!
The meek poor always gon have
the last inherited say