In my town square
250 gather in a Southern chill
to chant that war is not the answer.
They speak out to the statues and the few brave wrens.
In the state capitol
troops mass for the rebel flag,
for the old dead and grassed over battlefields.
The heart of my vocational life is to bear authentic and courageous witness.
© 2003 Marti Keller
In my town square
250 gather in a Southern chill
to chant that war is not the answer.
They speak out to the statues and the few brave wrens.
In the state capitol
troops mass for the rebel flag,
for the old dead and grassed over battlefields.
Breakthroughs, often triggered both by our blind spots and our insights, merge together to offer lessons that are at once painful and illuminating.