Concrete jungle
marble grey and bleeding
Unaware of Who it is they are needing.

Dripping rain forests
lush emerald gold
Downpour weeping stories untold.

Middle-aged prostitute,
mascara lines on face,
vanished, gone without a trace.

Homeless beggar
cardboard prayer
rolling by on life’s conveyor.

Profane rappers
subconsciously plead
calling for spirit-mouths to feed;

See right through us
Conflicted souls,
fear in eyes, shot through with holes.

Flames of fire
simmer deep within
Follower’s hearts to free from sin.

Christian’s hide,
trembling we cower
As if God-in-us doesn’t have the power.

Bold and aggressive,
Yet meek and mild,
We must become the Church in the Wild.

**This poem was inspired by the radically relevant teaching we have been receiving by Anthony Thompson at FHC’s Saturday Night Services. I will be linking this poem with the D’Verse community where we were given the writing prompt of Wild.

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Comments
  1. brian says:

    nice…emboldened and challenging…i might add the businessmen that is pilfering, the mom that is self medicating to get through the day…the ones we look at and think are ok but not really…

    • kd sullivan says:

      Those would be good additions. We see right past so many…

    • brian miller says:

      spinning back through for poetics and great to see you there…yes we do see past many…i think we see many of the obvious ones but often fail to act beyond the suffericial…just sat at a light and watch someone hand a beggar a tract…will he see jesus passed his empty stomach?

      • kd sullivan says:

        Since we’re on a Salvation Army kick here on our comments, I will quote something that William Booth, the organization’s founder always said, “Soup, soap and salvation.” He believed that until you took care of the basic needs of man, there was no use speaking to him about his spiritual condition.

  2. Suzy Q says:

    Beautiful, true writing. Those that are forgotten, the unoticed and dispossesed they are Gods own.
    I especially like these lines…
    Profane rappers
    subconsciously plead
    calling for spirit-mouths to feed;

  3. Guineveresj says:

    Thank you dearest – for always challenging us to see with clarity what is right in front of our eyes. May we be the unexpected, wildly gracious, simple servants of the Most High, to the least of these.

  4. become the church in the wild, what a thought.

    loved your word flow.
    fabulous insights and wisdom.

  5. Grace VB says:

    Christian’s hide,
    trembling we cower
    As if God-in-us doesn’t have the power.

    convicting and challenging words. Greater is He that is in us…how easily I can forget that and live in fear.

  6. Downpour weeping stories untold.

    this is exquisite writing….

  7. And you say you can’t write ‘as well’… HA!

    Lovely. Challenging.
    Beautiful.
    “bold and aggressive,
    yet meek and mild”
    Yes, Lord.
    show me how.

  8. claudia says:

    the church in the wild…i like..we are way too tame.. jesus was both, wild and tender and i got much to learn..

  9. You really got this righteous. The rhymes are lke heavenly rap I wish I heard more of on the airwaves. Church in The Wilderness, play on.

  10. Excellent poem. I especially like this stanza, convicting as it is:

    Christian’s hide,
    trembling we cower
    As if God-in-us doesn’t have the power.

    Keep up the good work! Peace, Linda

  11. I respect your statement. Far too few Christian churches, it seems to me, go to the people and offer the help as per Christ’s example. The Salvation Army church is a notable exception.

  12. christine says:

    Jesus was a radical in the wild, terrific words

  13. zongrik says:

    Church in the Wild -> the latest denomination

  14. Jerry says:

    My nephew is called into the inner city in Dayton, OH. He would underline every word. Truth is tough.

  15. Heaven says:

    powerful lines here (I respect your opinion) these lines are thought provoking :

    Christian’s hide,
    trembling we cower
    As if God-in-us doesn’t have the power.

    Bold and aggressive,
    Yet meek and mild,
    We must become the Church in the Wild.

  16. Fireblossom says:

    I always shake my head at the usual very conservative media preachers, going on about how God wants you to be rich, blah blah blah. Give me the rebel Jesus any day, over them.

  17. brenda w says:

    every word counts
    that is a gift

  18. caty says:

    what a statement…and challenge!
    “Christian’s hide,
    trembling we cower
    As if God-in-us doesn’t have the power.” …there’s a lot of that going on.

  19. David King says:

    To my mind this is saying something that needs to be said. Well done.

  20. pattisj says:

    Great poem, speaks volumes.

  21. This is really impactful — I was kind of rapping it in my head as I read along…cool that it has that rhythm to it.

    • kd sullivan says:

      Thanks! It was partially inspired by a rap (that I’ve never heard, only read) written by Kanye West. He’s very lost, and yet he writes a rap called No Church in the Wild as if he wishes that there was. I’m praying that if he is truly seeking the way that I suspect he may be that laborers come across his path.

  22. Wendy says:

    Powerful poetry. You have a gift!

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