Coat Of Many Colors Poem by Eric Cockrell

Joseph's coat of many colors,
Buried for too long beneath
The blood of sacrifice,

And repentance...
Amid the broken bones
Of struggle,
The cry for fire,

On the coldest nights.

The arch of denial,
And the blind thrust
Of anger

That divided the sea,
We could have walked on!

Joseph's coat of many colors,
Hangs on a peg by the door.
Will we dare to put it on,

And wear it like skin,
As we walk into the long
Dark night?