The Saints Cry Out From The Kingdom Of Lies Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

we who are held captive in this
the Kingdom of Lies
require your help

oh God
out of the mire of stars
have we been made

and unmade still
your own and forfeit to
the Kingdom of Lies

in every game of chance
we undertake
for your sweet sake

arise again arise arise
over the Kingdom of Lies
and make us ladders

out of your starry light
and free us here
from everlasting night

look down on this our plight
while we are plighted yours
and grant us sight

for the long road beckoning
the pure.

mary angela douglas 20 january 2017