I would like an outfit of thicker skin That I could just don when I need it When words And systems And processes And theologies Rip mine and unclothe me Leaving me Vulnerable And Shivering And Weak And Cold
Child of God
I would like an outfit of thicker skin That I could just don when I need it When words And systems And processes And theologies Rip mine and unclothe me Leaving me Vulnerable And Shivering And Weak And Cold
Beautiful words that touch my soul