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Excerpts from “God Speaks Through Wombs” by Drew Jackson

Three Poems Based on Luke 2

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December 1, 2022
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O Little Town
Luke 2:4-7

This city,
more like a little town,
has legacies of royal crowns.

This town,
closer to a village,
always and forever pillaged.

This village,
surrounded by settlements,
will boast of things heaven sent.

O little town
don’t tear us down.
We need room to birth our children.

Where Lambs Feed
Luke 2:6-7

This moment is singular.
A blank space.    A blank slate,

before the world has its chance
to mark you,
scar you
with harsh words.

What locution will I utter
as your initiation
into this world of
sentence and syllable?

I think I will sing again.
A lullaby this time.
And this is the lesson
I will teach you:

Even revolutionaries
must know when
the time is right
to sing softly.

We Gon’ Be Alright
Luke 2:25-35

It’s been a long time comin’.
I don’t know how many years
and days I’ve been waitin’ for
change. I’ve been playin’
Sam’s song for far too long,
but I’m still holdin’ on.

I saw a young man today. Not
even a young man, a baby boy.
And in that baby’s cries I heard
rise the voices of future generations
singin’ their song
that went somethin’ like:

We gon’ be alright!

And I believe it
because I have seen it.

Drew Jackson
Drew Jackson is a poet, lead pastor of Hope East Village, and the president of Made for Pax, and lives with his family in New York City.

Cover image by Mustafa Omar.

Taken from God Speaks Through Wombs by Drew Jackson. Copyright (c) 2021 by Drew Edward Jackson. Published by InterVarsity Press, Downers Grove, IL. www.ivpress.com

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