Blood-Bought Epiphany

You,  

who,

favoring Moses

having crossed the Red Sea,

Who even now, notwithstanding

seems left stranded on a distant island

are shackled only in your mind

but physically

you’re free.

 

God is delivering your blood-bought epiphany;

you are damn done dealing

with their hypocrisy!

 

You spark like a preacher

prophesying  hope;

you’re the wind-borne feather,

to which,

while flying,

in absolution

I tether.

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