Blood and Water Finds A Way
By Andrew Arthur
In the cracks and the crevices
There lurks dust and viruses
Our hands cannot reach
Those stone-cold surfaces
Let’s pour water from the well
Let’s drain blood from the lamb
For blood and water finds a way
Into obstructed spaces
In the sand and the chasms
There dwells nothing and no one
Our hearts cannot beat
In bone-dry habitats
Let’s pour water from the well
Let’s drain blood from the lamb
For blood and water finds a way
To fill vacated spaces
From the nails and the crossbeams
There drips blood and water
Whose wounds can cleanse
Such scarlet-stained souls
Let’s pour water from the well
Let’s drain blood from the lamb
For blood and water finds a way
To wash eternal spaces