silent words and poetry

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Feed Me ( the leasts of these.)

Break bread

And give it those who need it

break bread

and think of me

think of what I do for you

and celebrate it

Give my bread

My bread

break it in remembrance of me

Break my

bread

break it for the least of these

because they belong to me

feed the poor

and meet there needs

because when you feed the least of these

you are feeding me

and returning

what is due

For I feed the poor and raised the weak

and you were once the least of these

so I feed you

returning

what is

due

For if I did it

then why not you.

Oh lord I am so sorry

Oh I tend to worry so much just of myself

I know that's not me so let it die

and be crucified in front of thee.

For I once was a beggar and dirty and poor

and starved for more

more of you

so now I must return

what is due, to the l was of these and to you.

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