I’ve seen fire fall from the sky and smoke rise so high, that the Angels did cry… I’ve heard the voices of women, the cry of innocence… Their voices seeking mercy, but a hollow reprieve, in an empty night. These all fight for one last breath, but soon their silence speaks… of eternal sleep.
I’ve seen the face of vengeance rage… of mankind filled with anger, torn by hate… Their eyes, cutting, gazing, wondering about… seeking new victims, no doubt. O’ man of faith is there no justice? What man steals innocence, and murders his own sons and daughters? What madness drives his soul to such depravity?
What pale truth the forlorn speak… hope denied, repentance lost, their murderous ways without regret…. Refusing to embrace a new hope, and a better day, the reprobate but delay… judgment day. Can man find a better way, that his brother may embrace him with love and not in bitter anger? Where lives the answer to this heavy burden… this perplexing riddle old? Where can man find such wisdom, in all of the Earth, it is untold.
Shall man seek peace… o’er shall it be war? The fool, sooner fixed upon the lust of his flesh, driven by an insatiable appetite for sorrow and death… From which there seems to be no escape… no reprieve, nor sorrows sleep. Yet, hope doth spring eternal, to reveal, salvations hand… in all the land. If man would trust Christ… the night’s, bitter steel, and sin’s wage… would give way, to warmer days, and loves embrace… yeah, a better day.
Come… ye who are heavy laden, whose burden is great; take rest, in Christ, and He will bid thee a good night… Amen.
By: RA Nelson
COL. US Army (ret.)