Jericho Walls

If for but a minute I stopped to only mourn and scorn the dark deeds, To only pause and grieve for all that bleed from the hands of bad seeds, To only complain, detest, protest for redress in the best possible way, To only halt the fires of heated debates as we dream tonight for a better day, My frozen state of helplessness would be tantamount to having no concern. My halting alone would be fruitless, unless I have eyes and a heart to discern. Presently, my thoughts are not flowing in the direction of the Alamo. Today, as I meditate and pray, I'm thinking more about the walls of Jericho. I must not fail to behold the beast waiting for the feast behind the curtain; That beast from hell's gate has a date with destiny whose dome is certain. Let us listen to the clarion call bidding us to bow and fall before The Lord of all. Let us stand with God and watch the adversary crumble like the Jericho wall. 081420PS