repurposeful
oh wait dear lord
for I am not quite ready to rest
peacefully at your right hand
first you must cast me out
back into the streets
where my voice will rise above the chaos
higher than the skyscrapers
yes all will listen and the gathering
will grow into a purposeful swarm
weaving and sweeping through the streets
our words knowledgeable & lyrical
reasonable & rhythmical
becoming the next great communication
delivered with newfound authority
though it is my voice they are your words
echoing throughout the night
leaving behind a trail of new thought
scattered like seeds in our wake
july two thousand twenty
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Just beautiful, John!
Thanks so much, Lauren.