as i turn on the evening news Drip....
Drip.Drip My Heart Bleeds Drip....
Drip....
Drop
My Brother fought for Freedom
Ending His battle in Paradise Drop....
Drop....
Drip
My Sister cries " Give me Rights!"
They strip her on the street, rape her and put her in prison Drip.Drip.Drip.Drip.Drip.Drip.
Drop...
Splash
My Mother, Screams out " My Son! My Son, they are taking him away" Drip.Drip.Drop.Drop
Splish.Splish.
Splash..sh..sh
"Feed Me" "My Baby is Dead"
Lovingly Buried on the Side of the Road 11
The Blood
From Afghanistan runs clear to
Somalia
It joins The Great River Nile, flowing into
Palestine
The Republic of Congo's Blood
Soaked soil
gives nourishment to the
Mexican Drug Cartels 111
Forgive Us Great Creator
for we Do NOT Want to Know
Forgive us Great Provider
for it is our Greed that makes it So
Forgive us The Most Merciful
and let that Blood Flow
INTENSE AND POWERFUL...THIS TIMELY WORK SCREAMS; '...THOUGH THEY SLAY ME, YET WILL I TRUST HIM...!' WELL DONE, DEBORA AND WELCOME TO THE DEN. THANKS SO MUCH FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Exploring the impact of literary icon Flannery O'Connor's noted legacy on the cultural realities of modern-day America, the world, and a certain author.
Cuts at the heart and lets us remember the horror of war.
Mary
Welcome to the Den!
Peace, love and light,
Amber