April 2, 2008

  • “Broken”


    Written by Mary Ann Nguyen
    February 3, 2000

    Broken printer,
      cannot scroll.
    Broken prayers,
      does not flow.

    Broken car,
      cannot run.
    Broken people,
      not so fun.

    So much broken,
      broke my heart.
    Pieces scattered,
      frustration starts.

    But —

    Broken thoughts,
      impatience breaks.
    Broken noise,
      His Word awakes.

    Broken skin,
      blood stains through.
    Broken body,
      for me and you.

    Broken veil,
      now we see.
    Broken tomb,
      we are set free.

    Broken heart,
      humbled here.
    Broken pride,
      His grace is clear.

    Broken things,
      so sad it seems.
    But broken’s needed
      to be redeemed.

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