Jerusalem writes back

Struck  with awe and disbelief

Jerusalem wrote me back

A letter of apology and grief

written with blood and charcoal.

 

On a dry August day

she packed her luggage and letters written from numerous lovers

the brazen sun blocked her way

and pronounced the necessity of her sacrifice.

 

But Jeru Salem had one thought in mind

too much blood on my hand and i cannot breathe

God has forsaken me “oh God!”

Everything is dark.

 

But God called for Jeru Salem to have patience

and to remember that the statue will not hold without the plinth

nor will the world hold without her holy countenance.

Jeru Salem washed her hair for ablution

and prayed for God then slept peacefully.