Jen Jesse

Reckon-ciliation (a poem)

7/19/2019

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A photo of waves crashing against rocks, with the poem text superimposed. Poem text is transcribed below.
I am a force
Do you wish to reckon?
No longer will I keep silent,
Sit down and know my place,
Turn a blind eye,
Stay out of it.
So reckon, reckon, reckon away
Let's reconcile our differences
If I show you my sins
Will you show me yours?
Must I show you my wounds too?
It's not a requirement
Neither life nor liberty nor love demands it
They are without strings, unconditional, powerful, inalienable
Don't place a cost on that which is meant to be
Free for all​
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