Crimson Soil

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There is a prophet

this way cometh

though none will recognize

for comfort and convenience rule

and truth they so despise

 

According to their loves they live

thinking it matters not

 

nothing to the Giver given

this, just the start

 

Preferring chaos over peace

choosing laws to rule

they claim God is deceased

or token for weak fools

 

Professing superiority

and knowledge as their own

tossing wisdom to the dogs

souls exchanged for new iPhones

 

There is a prophet

this way cometh

but most have closed their eyes

 

blood cries out from earth

to heaven

 

What is your alibi?

 

photo credit: Poplar Sunset Y via photopin (license)

Published by enthusiasticallydawn

Dawn Paoletta is a life enthusiast who loves to juggle words, chug coffee, and journal excessively. You can find her gathering stones on the beach most mornings. She enjoys hanging out with her hubby, daughter and family pets in Narragansett, RI and shares her passion, poetry and prose @Enthusiastically, Dawn.

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