A SIMPLE PRAYER FOR TROUBLED TIMES

Killing comes too easily to our people. It is most like our nation’s happy talent. We do not break bread but heads. We do not reason together but take aim at each other. We are quick to kill and maim and hope for some redemption when we later blame.

Oh Colombia as you walk the Ruins of America, mourn our souls and pray we rise again to build the City anew with bricks not made of hate and blood, but stone cut deep from justice and mortar mixed free from fear

Amen

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