January 9, 2015


Je ne suis pas Charlie Hebdo


I will stand against terror

staunch opposing rule by fear

but I will not stand as those

lost, whose blood, still warm,

astonished nations rightly grieve


that they could laugh at fear

is courage of highest strain

bold standard for all who live

but I cannot respect their work

of pouring hate upon hatred


evil is evil, in whatever guise

whether violent drawing blood

whether violent drawing lines

neither the others just cause

either a poor response to hate


serving hate, both gun and pen

are worthless to redeem or save

owning both the same vile lord

knowing not love, blinding eyes

to forgiveness blessed balm


yet our every act must be in love

must be salve instead of salt

lest we serve the lord of hate

ignore the love about us thrown

consigning life to death


I will grieve for Charlie Hebdo

(as for countless nameless more)

but I will not adopt their hate

nor stoop to depths so low

that I fail to see or serve my God


rather, in all seasons, favoured or not

yield my hate to Gods great love

forgiving those who seek my harm

that the love of God in Christ revealed

may by all be seen in me


Je suis racheté


Je ne suie pas Charlie Hebdo
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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