The mentally ill cry out
Passages of the bible
They are the stones
Upon the seashore
Crying out to the tide
That cannot harm them anymore
The mentally ill cry out
They are already harmed
They are already overflowing with woe
Not even death frightens them
The mentally ill cry out
Then they move like crabs into the cracks
– A storm breaks over the ocean
The mentally ill cry out
In rooms like prison cells
Silenced now by chains
Safe from tribulation
He mentally ill cry out
They speak with stabs of clarity
Like the figures on a cave wall
No one understands them
