Chaos

The children cry for the lack Of food, shelter, and medicine, And the sky weeps great tears, And the ground splits open. The oceans foam and roar, And the trees splinter and crack While lawmakers slash funding For the least of these, the poor. Jesus said, “Suffer the little Children to come unto me”, But the powerful avert their eyes. We storm the citadels of the Mighty, and they hear us not. Their hearts are as stone. They stop up their ears. They use false logic and lies To excuse their selfish actions While the earth shudders and breaks, While families go hungry Or have no heat, or suffer From ills that could be cured. Health care for all is anathema. “Food stamps make people lazy,” They say, ignoring the reality, Economics, and the truth. The whole universe cries out, Where is the caring, the kindness, The love for fellow humans? Christians? I think not. Religious in any way? I think not. Selfish? Biased? Closed minded? Certainly all of the above. They sit on their mountaintops And watch the chaos below While God’s children weep.