Crucified

Christianity slips away in times like these; ashamed of crimes committed. Bloodshed without remorse tears out the heart of the innocent. Unfeeling the mighty ride the steeds of Satan as they unleash their barbarity. Using and abusing to their advantage. Twisted Mankind sees no wrong in destroying Mother Nature and crucifying its fellow creatures. “They are lesser beings”, “they feel no pain” taunts the Son of Adam. The crucified line a dark road in Man’s triumphant blasphemy. A calf can be heard calling out for its mother in the darkness. Whilst a lamb hangs limply oozing blood. A lamb was once before crucified. Blessed are the meek.