Family from Elephants by Aaron Strumpel

they’re the poor and the dead
that we’ve ignored
they’re the screwed in the head
the ones knocking on doors
the unpretty the undesired
the undressed, the undone

they’re the hungry the alone
that we’ve ignored
they’re kneeling on stone
just begging for bones
the unpretty the undesired
the undressed, the undone

come back
and see with eyes of water
clearer than streams
come back
and hear with ears less hollow
ready to dream

of days in gardens
and time spent together
of hours embracing
safely held in warmth

our father won’t forget the least of these
friends torn and ripped and scraped, diseased
he won’t neglect the raped and the wronged
he won’t forget his kids he’s not gonna run

• Folk
• hymns
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• indie gospel
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