Member Johanna Kistner's Poem on Inner City Work at SCPS AGM

Where angels fear to tread

Go, go where angels fear to tread

Because people are living there

Go where the pain is unspeakable

Go where the hopelessness is unbearable

Go to the last outposts where the hunger

For food and justice is an

Ever-present reality

Devouring the soul

Go to be overwhelmed,

Go to weep

For a beloved continent

Go and take with you your hearts

Your hands, your courage, your wisdom

Your imperfections and your love

Go, go where angels fear to tread

Because people are living there

Johanna Kistner

26 May 2014