Rev. F. Webb

Rev. F. Webb

A smile instils confidence

There is warmth in the eyes

Offering piercing sincerity

Without trace of disguise

Little known man

Can lay bare my frail life

Cut quick to emotion

Then burden the strife

Few times in our meeting

Yet his words resound still

Not in their meaning

But by the force of his will

A will of pure goodness

Of unquestionable faith

A rare source of reason

For a battling race

(Eulogising dead people

Is easy to do

It soothes my own conscience

For a moment or two

The higher praise offered

The lighter one feels

Shedding memories to paper

The truth slowly reveals

Even in passing

Without word or request

His lingering image

Is doing its best

To draw out from the heathen

Senses deep and repressed

Thoughts not often spoken

Unholy, Unblessed?

In the moment of airing

They take to the skies

Free from their harming

Those transient lies

I desire to imitate

To be like a man

Who can unburden the planet

In his life’s span

Guilt invading feelings

Jealously stirring within

Angers unanswered

Where to begin?)

Looking deep into his face

I know what to do

My mindswings mellow

As I remember Peru

Life being gift

That is given from God

Birth is not asked for

Yet some think it odd

We enter with nothing

And leave with the same

Our rippling fortunes

Become but a name

A name in the memory

That might motivate others

To rise as one species

embrace our dear brothers

Look deep in the eyes

Of a neighbour or two

Ask not of them

But seek out to do

To unburden their labours

To relieve them of fear

By listening and learning

Use the gift of the ear

Lead by example

Treat all as the same

Careful, respectful

Tolerant, humane

Its not about the fixing

Or standing strong in the fight

Its about the instinct

To exist by what’s right

He asked me no questions

Simply told me his truth

I hope I understood it?

I hope it’s of use?