On Pandemics

I intinct in a cup of lies.
I intinct in a cup of fear.
I intinct in a cup of shame.

I break bread not chains.
I break bread not stereotypes.
I break bread not walls.

I pass on a pandemic not peace.

Where is the cup of salvation?
Where is the bread of life?
Who will they say that I am?

- Chris Travers ‘09