From Ann Glover O’Dell’s Midwifing the Soul:

How could it be that

all are called

and but a few are chosen?

Are you some sort of

agent for the prosecution

culling through the ones


responding to

their jury summons

endure perforce

the machinations

of a tyrant terrorizer

demanding answers

to most private questions

publicly inquired?

How could you call us

children of your soul

and act as if we

are defendants

when jury duty summons

is all that we received?

Is part of you so power proud

that only judgment segregations


Is there not room

for all of us

within the kingdom gates?

If not

I think

I choose to be