Yhwh

signs and wonders
     lain at your feet
but your confession lay pursed
     behind tight lips
no breath fills forever
     justice demands admission

nations as nothing
     consumed on cud
     with last breath 
          cry out the glory
          admit the life that lives you
               and dances your bones
          and be happy in God
          
          or last pride across hungry lungs
               and choke on want

ye vile of all nations
     you signs 
     you wanderers  
          you stolen breath

whose Name sounds your wretched breathing?
     pity the kingless court
     pity the courtiers
          for they are poor of spirit