Dominus Flevit [Matthew 23:37; Luke 13:34]

How often would I have gagthered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wing,s and ye would not!

He wasn’t talking about fluffy chicks

who skitter under the skirt when called,

but killers searching for stones,

foxes probing weaknesses in walls,

tangles of flicking tongues and venom.

Mad, hungry, determined to be dangerous,

we were the ones he wanted to gather when,

stopping to sigh, he wept open his wings.