Faith crisis poetry


  1. A shield of ice to keep at bay the heat of fiery birth.
  2. Deflect the quench of living drink with sharpened sword of thirst.
  3. A spear of night to pierce the light, protect the shadows dear.
  4. And courage hordes are smitten, hewn, with catapults of fear.
  5. A helmet thick and strong with grief to stop the blows of cheer.
  6. Destroyed the feasts and banquets with a thrusted hunger spear.
  7. A sling of pain to strike with speed the charging throngs of peace.
  8. Surrender now? Or stay and fight? When will the conflict cease?

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By Kim Siever

Kim Siever is an independent queer journalist based in Lethbridge, Alberta. He writes daily news articles, focusing on politics and labour.

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