(Daniel Berrigan achieved notoriety in 1968 when he and his brother, Philip Berrigan,
were put on the FBI Ten Most Wanted Fugitives list for their involvement in antiwar protests during the Vietnam War.)
Were I God almighty, I would ordain
rain fall lightly where old men trod,
no death in childbirth, neither infant nor mother,
ditches firm fenced against the errant blind,
aircraft come to ground like any feather.
No mischance, malice, knives.
Tears dried. Would resolve all
flaw and blockage of mind
that makes us mad, sets lives awry.
So I pray, under
the sign of the world’s murder, the ruined son;
why are you silent?
Feverish as lions,
hear us in the world,
caged devoid of hope.
Still, some redress and healing.
The hand of an old woman
turns gospel page;
it flares up gently, the sudden tears of Christ.