What We Are Now, What We Will Be Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

What we are now, what we will be
Who can say or know for certain
We are God's own resurrection children
Though we are regarded less and less each day
By those who think mere knowledge is enough
Getting the facts right.
It wasn't fact that made us in your Image;
It was Love.
We weren't programmed to perform
Ten million useless tasks per useless second
You never measured our productivity
You died for us
To live again.
Mary angela douglas 23 january 2024