Nature weeps – (free verse and haiku)
written after reading the untruths of Rhéal Forest in Manitoba – a man of the cloth
…and I cried
I listened with apprehension
to a man of the cloth
not! a man of God
because a man of God
does not judge
a man of God loves
unconditionally
and I listened
my mouth agape
this man filled
with self-righteousness
callous and vindictive
defending other men and women
of the cloth
and the more he professed
his twisted truths
I cried…
and the more I imagined
those who do not want to believe
and judge and blame the victims
I cried…
and the man of the cloth
spoke with a twisted tongue
filled with venom
like a snake…
and I cried…
for the first brothers and sisters
of their native land
who have nourished this land
and taught us how to survive
where grand-maman fed my mother
where my mother fed her children
and where I fed my children and their children
I struck my chest
with my fist
again and again and again
and I cried…
for the untruths
from this man
of the cloth
who is not a man of God
and I cried…
© cheryl-lynn ‘2021/07/30
(troiku) a new form of Haiku
leaves flutter
gentle breeze underneath
blossoms shudder
leaves flutter
speaking softly
fledglings nestle
gentle breeze underneath
vibrant colours
sway
blossoms shudder
nature
cries softly
© Tournesol ‘2021/7/30
Daily moments July 30 2021
