Thursday, 28 February 2019

Proxy War

A poem from 2019

A star cast down from heaven
Seething, full of anger
Watch out, happy world
That fire is subtle danger
Await another star
A baby in a manger

Fury, fury, time is short
The child chased into the desert
Slaughter, murder in the town
Blood soaks the soil
Rachel cries, why did this befall her?

Let’s kill the son and heir
The world will be ours
The world is not enough
Eliminate all who get in the way

You use the wrong words
You think the wrong thoughts
You pray the wrong prayers

Tortures devised to change minds
Broken bodies laughed at

These sorrows are for his sake

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