Wednesday, April 20, 2022

I NOSE YOU by Jackie Lloyd

 Noses intrigue me.

They're the first thing you see.

I'm drawn to a hooked nose.

Who wouldn't be.

Jean Vanier has one

shown forever on one of his book covers.

I like it so much

I drew it and hung it on my cabinet

next to my desk where I write

every morning without fail.

I titled it "I Nose You Jean Vanier"

I love noses, oh yea, oh yea.

I WEEP by Jackie Lloyd

 I weep for things I've done.

I weep for things I haven't done.

Why did I not listen?

Why did I not hear

What was offered to me?

What was there to be seen.

What was there to be heard.

Was it that man who said he loved me?

Wat it that child who wanted to hug me?

I weep for things I've lost.

I weep for me.

No one else should.

There's a grave waiting for me now.

No one should come.

I weep.

Friday, April 1, 2022

IS IT YOUR FAULT GOD? by Jackie Lloyd

 Is it your fault God?

or is it mine?

or people like me?

I heard on the radio

that only 4,000 had died

of the thousands who were taken.

Only one was too many.

They lived in residential schools 

where priests had forsaken their beliefs.

These were indigenous children from tribes far and wide.

They didn't need saving by priests who had lied. 

Who were you saving that day God when they took them away.

Oh God, I hope it wasn't me.

My tears now cannot wash away the pain.

Was it your fault God?

or was it mine?