A Gift Returned
a gift returned:
Danger
Darkness
Despair
Pain
Pressure
Cold
Death
With the touch of a thumb,
even the heart that is numb,
can feel the truth of life,
especially the one belonging to mother and wife.
Is it alive,
or is it dead?
Will it live,
after all is done and said?
'Let them come to me',
the good teacher said.
'Surely those little ones I will see,
for in the kingdom of Heaven they will be.'
'If anyone lets one of these stumble',
on the day of judgement the sky will rumble.
A life unlived is a sin,
Think of the consequences of throwing a child in a bin.
Restless, Reckless, Ridiculous decision,
a sacrifice will be given to the reigning god.
You sharpen your knife fighting through the suppression,
to kill the sinless volunteer for a pagod.
Broken bodies will arrive,
but healed hearts will survive.
Rulers of the next earth they will be,
rules of you and me.
Hope
Safe
Soft
Silent
Warm
Light
Life
Love
t.
Copyright © Etna Catania | Year Posted 2018
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