With all their might they pushed crimes out of sight
And chose to fight the light back into the darkness,
Leaving the carcass of truth in the starkest of graves,
But who will save them from the waves of justice,
Which finally come from cries of innocence violated
And annihilated for the satisfaction of perversity
That so harmfully cast itself upon those weakest
And meekest within the very Household of God?
Surely damnation will come to such beastly priests,
And angels will rock the foundation of all creation
Great post
Thank you!
Great poem, Jonathan. Pray that the awareness of the crime brings the protection of the prey.
Indeed! Thank you, Miriam!
You’re welcome, Jonathan!
We have a saying in Dutch, that rain is/are the tears of angels weeping. So yes, they will rock the foundation.
Indeed!
An excellent piece of writing.
I look forward to reading more of your work.
Thank you so very much!
You’re more than welcome.