Poetry
Poetry by Drew Downs
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Insane Consequences
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3 min read
INSANE CONSEQUENCES When did we justify brutality? A desk flipped with a student still in it, grabbed, hair pulled and thrown against the floor because apparently refusing to listen is enough of a reason to bring violence into the classroom. A shoplifter shot at in the parking lot. A police call to a Target a…
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Want
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3 min read
WANT As a supporter of gun control, I’m often asked “If a man breaks in and has your wife at gunpoint, wouldn’t you want a gun?” Want? For what? To kill? What I would want is a howitzer. Or Jason Bourne. Or to have Blade’s sword and his powers. Or the police. Or maybe just…
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The Dream of GOD, a Nightmare of Privilege
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2 min read
[bctt tweet=”A poem for King, justice, and repentance. #ReclaimMLK” nofollow=”yes”] When we speak of a dream, we speak not of the hazy sleep indulgence, the phantasm of our psyche, but the very call of GOD to make this world radically different from the way it is. The dream, a tricky encounter of revelation. Assaults our…
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Broken
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1 min read
The mangled parts of a red stroller strewn across grass and concrete a tire in the middle of the road and I pray to God no one was in it.
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Optimistic
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2 min read
I have the most optimistic friends. Despite all evidence to the contrary, they believe that so much is possible! It’s inspiring, truly. I’m not sure how. Every time, they just keep believing: cutting taxes will make them wealthier moving will make them happier keeping out refugees will make them safer money can fix their problems…
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The Storm
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2 min read
The enemy isn’t out there. And I don’t think the enemy is in here. {points to chest} The enemy is the darkness. The evil that overcomes humanity and subsumes our will. What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. The light shines in the darkness,…