Refinery
When you think you are superior to someone,
you feel you don’t have to be nice to that person
because they should be serving you!
The gold you keep in your refinery is too hot
and melts the skin. You keep it for yourself,
trying to hold it in your hands.
But when we are kind to everyone in our house
and those outside of our house,
as Isaiah said, He “will make our battlements of rubies,
and our gates of carbuncles.”
Fish Tank
I stood like a fish sleeping,
with its eyes open.
My fish tank I stared through,
and stood on, was a gallery.
We decided it was too hot
outside and the AC felt
good inside.
But art was never supposed to
replace nature,
but bring us closer to it.
We should care for the twigs,
for they bear berries,
and we will never receive
money under our pillow,
if we stop believing in fairies.
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