Bonhoeffer in Flossenbürg Prison - Bob Jones

[Lawrence Robinson]

Bonhoeffer in Flossenbürg Prison

With B-17s roaring overhead,
     the sirens of the Third Reich
screaming to the heavens
     and prisoners given leave
to seek shelter in the clammy 
     basement of the jail, 
he’s welcomed into a circle 
     of pious Christians 
blubbering their fitful prayers
     toward the Almighty,
so he joins the heathens on the roof
     who, by the light of searchlights, 
bombs, and bright explosions
     shoot craps in defiance of the odds,
betting on anything at hand
     including their own survival or demise.
 				There among the ones who do not cringe
     before terror or terror’s God,
he finds a fleeting harmony
     in what is left of this world 

	- Bob Jones
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