THE JUDGEMENT- Marylin Maduka
How did we get here?
To this dark, ugly place; where light hides its face How did we walk, with eyes wide shut? Into this trap, this den of sin, our free will’ s prison And how can we still bask In the deadly embrace of a laden slumber, That kills us with stealth, becomes our sleep of death? Can we not see the signs everywhere? Collapse in family and state, crisis that won’ t abate Aberrations in our choice of mate, global waves of unchained hate Bloodshed and unholy wars, Incurable diseases and gaping sores Nations amass weapons of mass-destruction and armies Nature supports with earthquakes, hurricanes and tsunamis Our basest passions we unbridle, as materialism becomes our idol Through fashion and folly, we desecrate even that which should be Holy In wave upon wave, the intolerable becomes acceptable The unimaginable becomes desirable, the blessed become abominable! Oh! May we rise from this bad dream of a self-made reality Consumed by horror, and if need be, liberating sorrow In new consciousness, desperately malcontent, genuinely penitent Seizing courage at last to do His Will, in true humility may we kneel That we may yet breathe the air of a new dawn And be numbered amongst His flock on resurrection morn …
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