I Beheld Egregiousness
I beheld egregiousness and asked if the perpetrator was possessed. It was too hard to watch, and my heart sank as if gasoline was quickly leaking from my tank.
I beheld egregiousness and gazed upon his face whose look can never be erased. It was too grievous to behold, so I turned away. For a while, I was speechless with little to say.
I beheld egregiousness and offered God my soul's request. So many years of injustice and so little justice. So much small talk; so little action and practice.
I beheld Egregiousness, sought solace in the arms of God, and offered Him my tears. I needed His embrace as I reminded Him of the hurtful years.
I beheld egregiousness and observed the people's protest. A lasting resolution has escaped the hands of mere men, and we now need the Mighty Hands of God before everyone loses and no one wins.
I beheld egregiousness, and so excruciating was the pain; but in the eyes of the offender, I saw no shame.
I beheld egregiousness. Until we face and pass this test, May God lead us in this quest. Until then, may we never rest.
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Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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