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Martin Burnham, 1959–2002

Too poor, too tough—missionaries

made bad hostages, but he kept them both.

The expensive raid could not be repeated—

besides, maintenance was easy.

At night, chaining the husband to a tree

passed for security,

and even when his ribs ridged his filthy shirt,

he could be trusted with the rice.

Though his questions were annoying, in the end,

the kidnapper himself wondered

what kind of God guided the rescuer’s bullet

straight to Martin’s heart.