Tears and Anxiety

And when he drew near and saw the city, he wept over it, saying, “Would that you, even you, had known on this day the things that make for peace! But now they are hidden from your eyes. For the days will come upon you, when your enemies will set up a barricade around you and surround you and hem you in on every side and tear you down to the ground, you and your children within you. And they will not leave one stone upon another in you, because you did not know the time of your visitation.”
And he entered the temple and began to drive out those who sold, saying to them, “It is written, ‘My house shall be a house of prayer,’ but you have made it a den of robbers.”
And he was teaching daily in the temple. The chief priests and the scribes and the principal men of the people were seeking to destroy him, but they did not find anything they could do, for all the people were hanging on his words. Luke 19:41-48

Tears and Anxiety

There is not enough to cover
the needs and so we will
shortchange the vulnerable
cut the benefits to the poor
so that we don't worry.

I weep over the city
bent of her own destruction
unwilling to soften and bend
angry about growing up.

There are too many poor
we cannot care for those who come
those who ache to be made whole
we have to worry about our own
and keeping things in good order.

I look over your vast capacity
from high above your walls
and weep for you will not be
a welcome place for God's love.

Everybody want to come here
want to make a small sacrifice
wants to be part of this temple
they do not realize there is an order
we have been this way for so long.

I am on my knees the tears
streaming down hot and salty
you cannot hear my cries
or the cries of the people
outside your doors.

We cannot change or bend
we would not know how to
we are not wax which softens
but steel hardening more everyday.

Come to me all you
who travail and are heavy laden
and I will refresh you.