Walls

A wall that's built
On lies and guilt
Is hardly a wall at all.
Stones soon will tumble
And cement will crumble
And surely, it will fall.
A Judas kiss
Begins with bliss
And seems like a supporter;
Holding the bricks
Are concealed tricks,
What some assume is mortar.
But if rain drips,
The stones will slip
For lack of a foundation;
No longer will
This 'wall' be still
A mask of adulation.

© 2011 Kaeli Riccardi

we rise up

with heavy hearts and overflowing souls.
we rise up
with blindfolds, our feet knowing where to go.
we rise up
slaking our thirst and surrendering our fears.
we rise up
out of the ashes and through the tears.
we rise up
against the known and the unknown.
we rise up
to stand for the fallen and alone.
we rise up
with hope and overwhelming grace.
we rise up
ready to take our place.
we rise up,
o sons of God,
we rise up.


© 2011 Kaeli Riccardi