Isaiah 55

Written by: Laura C., Marike, Linda, Leah, and Gretchen.

For as the sun is higher than Xunantunich,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.

For as the torrents of rain pour down from heaven
and do not return there until Chalillo dam is filled to overflowing
making the mucky worms spring forth from the soil,
giving 10 beans to the Belizean farmer and garnaches to the CCSP student,
so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth;
it shall not return to me empty.
But it shall accomplish that which I purpose it
and succeed in the thing for which I sent it.

For you shall go out from the palapa in joy
and bus back from San Ignacio in peace
the Maya mountains and the toilet paper mansion before you
shall burst into reggae
And all the rhastas of the streets shall play their turtle shells before you.
Instead of the fire ants shall come up the weewees
instead of the mildew shall come up clean clothes
And this will be for the Lord’s renown
For an everlasting sign that will not be eroded.

Come all you who are sweaty
Come tot eh Macal
And you who have no Fanta,
Come, drink and recycle!
Come, buy Cayo Twist and real milk
Without money and without powder
Why do you spend your money on what is not Miss Martha’s tortillas?
And your labor for what is not sustainable?
Listen, listen to me and play Frisbee golf
and your soul will delight in the humid Belizean air.