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On the First Day

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Ash Wednesday

Let’s have ash

Upon our foreheads

Crosses that will smudge

And that’s all right

Throughout

The day into

The evening

For the season

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We say it’s for remembrance

Of death

And our mortality

But our foreheads are warm

There’s temperature beneath

And all the little crosses

Bearing small,

Smudged,

And living

Testimony

Everywhere

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Not bad for evangelism

Contraindicated for a show

Rather a story of

Black, loving humility

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C L Couch

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Photo by Taylor Flowe on Unsplash

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