Thursday, January 8, 2015

See

We can speak of freedom
With one voice, with one plan
We can argue our side of it
We can take the lives of those damned.
We can draw blood, shout loudly!
That our lord is avenged
But we leave those unknowing
To wonder why we're unhinged.
We can cry at injustice
While washing our hands
We can bury our children
And listen to our One-Gods great plan.
We can add glowing candles
ask our Messengers their plan
And pray to our One-God
And await its demands.
Words written on water
Can be construed as an insult
And as they float downstream
They can call us a cult.
But the faith we adhere to
Must define our great passions
And rise of the death tolls
Should turn our souls ashen.
Love is all knowing
It understands difference 
It accepts our beliefs
It celebrates without offense.
So if the tears must keep flowing
For all that we lose 
We must understand 
We are denying the truth.
We all live together
In different great lands
Destroying each other 
leaves no room for Gods plans.
And when it's all over
All finished, all damned
Those left will look closely
But see only lost scams.