Bird Crows and God Knows
Bird Crows and God Knows
For us, to complete the task,
Gracious God we should ask;
What we need is to be freed;
Many mouths for us to feed.
Buildings were burned down;
In pity, ourselves did drown;
Bodies broken and destroyed;
To be safe, we have to avoid.
Seem to be more and more;
Are enemy who we deplore;
About future message send;
Suffering and pain do intend.
Some have called me a saint;
Sinner who my soul they taint;
While wind blows a bird crows;
What happens only God knows.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2023
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