[image error]by N. Christensen
We still love you, they said.
Even though your countenance is dark
We’re so sad for you.
Was it pride or sin or did you choose offense?
But we can still be friends.
You’ve turned your back on your covenants
You’ve turned your back on God
You’ve turned your back on this family
You’ve betrayed your ancestors
But we can coexist.
We’ll respect you if you respect our beliefs
Just sit there in silence
Don’t speak up
Your experiences don’t belong to you
It’s our church, you can’t talk about it.
Don’t be bitter
Don’t talk about why
You’re trying to destroy faith
You’ve left the church, now why can’t you leave it alone?
But we can agree to disagree.
Here, this talk made us think of you
Let us bear our testimony
Don’t you dare testify in turn.
We know better than you
You unruly, rebellious child.
You used to be so strong
We used to admire you
We used to trust you
You were never really one of us
What happened to you?
We won’t listen to your lies.
Cover your wounds, the blood makes us uncomfortable.
We’re as secure in our salvation as we are in your unworthiness
But we still love you.
N. Christensen is a teacher of some things, a student of others, and a master of little.
Published on July 17, 2020 16:00