Humans are candlesticks

they get hot when they carry the flame

of God within like ingnited Spirit

the children of the Lord Sebaoth

indwelled by the jet fuel of faith

in order to breath the gospel into

the dying lung of this world

hell or heaven bound

the eternal confrontation

in the backyard of Fort Europa

where the immigrant hoards are
roaming like starved hyenas

for saintly flesh