Tag: inclusive

  • A Good Friday Poem

    A Good Friday Poem

    Forget the formulathe frequency at which we fumble to find a way to figure out our freedom. I know it’s hard to hear for we have been hoodwinked and harpooned into fearand guiltand shamefinding ourselves to blamefor far too long. Maybe it wasbecausethe cross looked like an invitationfor a calculationa plus signwe thought there was…