Blessed Poor

And he opened his mouth and taught them, saying: “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. “Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth. Matthew 5:2-5

Last in line
the child overlooked
left behind by busy parent cries
go unheard.

Last chosen awkward
and silent empty hands
no glove way out in the outfield
staring at the sky.

Last to find a place
to sit the cool kids spurn you
the smart kids laugh
you sit alone a thin sandwich
your only friend.

Last to find love aching
for partners and support
not a dancer, no smooth words
but dreams and a tender heart.

Voices on the wind a single
voice clear and mild God among
the multitude sitting on a mountain
stuck in the low valley straining
to hear.

He looks a sweet faced savior heart
swollen with compassion
Jesus the rough handed carpenter sees
the darkest valley
where you sit.

He walks this valley with us and carries
sweet songs and abundant
overflowing gifts, you laugh surprised
that God would love you
that God would choose to walk
with you.

You, who mourned and wept alone
God brings comfort and blessing
and bounty to your dark side deep
dark valley.

Life abundant God chooses to give
you and all the last chosen overlooked
disregarded lowly and discarded
you who were orphans, beaten and abused
have a loving family now.