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Build An Ark

Like Noah, I am wordless Listening


The flood is

We all feel it

Taste the sacred salt in the air, observing

Magma folding in, agitated, aroused

The two ancient things we all know, good and evil

Have brought the rain


Like Noah, I am building an Ark


They may come

Two by two

Wings covered with oil

Roots torn from the earth

Tusks sawed off and sold

Bones broken

The disposable children

The raped women

The broken men

The hungry

The poor

The old


Like Noah, I see the sea rising


I am wordless Listening

Building an Ark

They may come

They may not come

Plank by plank

Build an Ark

On your knees

Burn something holy

Ask for help

Build an Ark

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