Southern Legitimacy Statement:
As I’ve said in the past, my Southern Legacy stems from my father’s side, born in Florala, Alabama.
Agape
Look high in the upper room, talk with Jesus,
He’ll throw you a line bound tight in the body and the blood
breathe down words of hope, whispers of escape
while your back’s up against the wall, you look up
with the imperfect face of fear remembering the rejection
of a thousand disappointments, scrape your nails against
the bricks of doubt built up from the heartbreak, the spouse that left
the father who turned his back, and the worry for your children
the sickness that eats away at your spine, the tired muscles
working sixty hours a week, while the light of the unconditional
shines down upon you, wipes your tears, rinses clean the grit
from your fingers wrapped tight around the rope
that pulls you free from another life, leaves peace
in your eyes as the demons of this world slip free
of your feet back into the darkness of a past that can never hurt again.
