Samuel
Remembers
For Fr. George Clements, Seer and Prophet
Each
time
I sit here on the helping
stone
knowing
I
have seen the storm used it to soothe
their desires
And
when my bones have ached with fire
that was
the
true voice I tell them
waking me
to
rush to the elder and warn him of his sons
Wearing
the robes my mother wrapped around me
searching
against my own heart’s whispers
for a man
who
would not satisfy their disturbed dreams
and then
wandering
into the far reaches
yet
again
I
was the last of the old ones of the old ways
I
am he who shaped the way it must now be
By holding
a small bowl of oil
embracing
the
beautiful boy
and sending him
to dance
against
the giants
rushing to grind
us
into
small beads of sorrow
Oh the promise
I
felt
and feel
and know
It
was my mother’s
voice
that sounded me
awake
I
sit here knowing
the storm
can
be used
the
fire can be called
the
ache can be
healed
29 April 2019/for 3 May 2019
Anniversary of Ordination: 3 May 1957
[“Ebenezer: The Stone of Help”]
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In celebration of
the 62nd anniversary (May 2019) of his ordination to the Roman
Catholic priesthood, this poem was dedicated to Fr. George Clements of Chicago.
Beginning with his pastorate of Holy Angels Church in Chicago (1969-1991), George
H. Clements reshaped the notion of “church” by calling into existence programs
devoted to one-church-one child, one-church-one-addict, one-church-one-inmate.
He was also one of the mentors and shields for the early development of the Illinois
Chapter of the Black Panthers as they constructed some of their revolutionary
work known as the “Rainbow Coalition.” Fr. Clements was also part of the group
who founded the National Black Catholic Clergy Caucus in 1968 and remains a
mentor to the members of the NBCCC and many other men and women religious and
clergy, and lay leaders throughout the country. Much like Samuel in the Old
Testament (1 and 2 Samuel), Fr. Clements sought out me and scores of others and
called us to be courageous and focused and unafraid of the giants who would contend
with us. On November 25, 2019, The Reverend George Clements died, in
Hammond, Indiana.