A voice says, “Cry out!”  And I said, “What shall I cry?” – Isaiah 40:6

Oracle of old,
Word before words,
who dances with Miriam
as horse and rider are thrown into the sea,
who plunges into the cold, closing surf
with each chariot driver,
What shall we cry?
For news is
black and white with countless grays
and the people stir by the easy way.
What shall I cry?
Make the call simple.

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