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Why was it always February

When I fled for dear life

Like a deer in headlights I froze

Like a gazelle in the safari I fled

from a Lion in the Streets

I know the parable and perhaps

you know it too

that a sluggard Imagines a lion

in the streets

and doesn’t go out

because

of it

because of it

because of it

I fled

Every February I fled

What was I afraid of

Why am I still running

Something must have happened

that February day that I have run so fast and fallen so quick like a

flag at half mast

I’m aghast I’m confused

well whatever it was

I know he knows

He knows because he reacts

he isolates and retracts

he defends and defeats

himself in

repeat

he defends and defeats

himself in

ways I know not

Because I know not

what happened that February day

what was I chasing to have only to find

mistakes mistakes and an appointment divine

where would I go if I knew the answer

to the ache and weight of that February Day

To whom would I seek

for redemption and loss

To whom would I go

to tether the cross

I’m broken you see

and I know it knows

that February Day

That February Day

has escaped me you see to hide in the shadows and bring low my belief

That February Day it took more from me than I know

Something has happened this much I know

That February day will be resurrected

This much I know

He’s not finished yet

That February day cannot stand silent

it must speak and shout and scream the event

so that healing can happen

That February day that hurts so much

was February was February was February

too much