Daybreak over the cow field
I’m in my kitchen alone, eating pasta
Reflecting on my night.
I gave out squash, hot chocolate, biscuits, tea
And lent a listening ear, or three
Oh, there’s so much sadness in this city
Light leaks over the back of St James
The trees watch, hushed,
A lone & drunken girl stumbling home
And the pale kebab van neon glares acid at the dawn
Piercing my bewildered heart.
I, high in my angular tower
Peer down blearily at the lamps
Lighting the path of age
Student wave on student wave must
Have trodden vomit on the pavement
Nearby a cow grazes
How little changes.
Did we make a dent on these lives
Or merely stroke the water?
And will they remember when we come no longer?
God who so loved the world
Died to rescue your lambs
Do you see our efforts
Were you there with the porters
Who are left to clean up after
Legless legion nouveau riche
And lurching girls in lycra?
The sobbing stranger, flowing mascara
Hugging scalding polystyrene to hold herself together
As she acknowledges her terror?
Of course you were there. You were in the warmth of the urn
And the smile of the volunteer
You were in my hands as I stirred the tea
And cleared away the chip trays
Wondering should we bother
I don’t know if you were ever seen in gospel leaflets
Stained and waiting, forlorn on tables
But your heart is in my chest
And you’re melting me.
Ubi caritas et amor
Deus ibi est.