YOU PEOPLE
Let’s build a fire
Against the chill,
Against the cold.
You and I.
As we stare into
The eternal sky,
Tossing from the dusky hill
Music from the angel lyre.
We are the—- ‘you people’
Luminescent and old
As the mountains—-
Everlasting as the sea.
It is we that sing
Against the tides
Of demon’s curse,
The preacher’s damning verse.
Sacrificed, torn asunder
On Cabeso de Lobo
Put under by lupus thunder
With tin, and edge and gory wonder.
Hung on a lonely fence
Thick and dense
with barbed wire.
The ebbing Shepherd’s life of living fire.
We are ‘those people’
REST IN PEACE MATTHEW
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