Over Jordan
B
Barry Middleton
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a river of death runs
with blood
descending to Galilee
its grace is ravaged
no pristine cascade
flows from the mountain
for again this chalice
of sacred waters
is polluted by terror
god's garden withers
in the drought
war stained by hatred
there is no baptism
no salvation to come
for the unrepentant
no promised land waits
where a flood of tears
poisons the acrid sea
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