Psalm For The Soldiers Who Said No by Jeff Callaway
Psalm For The Soldiers Who Said No By Jeff Callaway Texas Outlaw Poet "Woe to them that make wicked laws: and when they write, write injustice: To oppress the poor in judgment, and do violence to the cause of the humble of my people." — Isaias, Chapter X, Verses I–II (Douay-Rheims) Lord, I am not asking You to be gentle today. I am not coming to You with flowers and incense and soft words. I am coming the way David came after Bathsheba — not with shame, but with the blood of innocents on my boots and the names of the guilty burning in my throat like whiskey poured over an open wound. I am coming the way the prophets came — Amos standing in the city gate with fire in his belly, Jeremias weeping over a nation that would not hear — I am coming that way, Lord. Texas dirt under my fingernails. A Catholic conscience wrapped in barbed wire. And a God-given rage that I will not apologize for. So hear me. There is a school in Minab. The name of that school was Shajareh Tayyebeh — Th...
