The Crucified Risen
Christians once sacrificed their own,
To the God of Love, like pagans known,
Burning heretics, they claimed divine,
Killing their own in a holy shrine.
Those who fought for freedom's call,
Claiming Christian values above all,
Killed their own in cold bloodshed,
Replacing faith with "nation" instead.
Those who send us to war, with hate and fear,
Are not Christian, nor human, but profiteers,
Forcing the poor to meet their end,
Calling it justice, a moral trend.
And oftentimes, the word "justice" they use,
Substituting love, for violence they choose,
Replacing truth with words that sound,
A heartless scheme, worth millions of pounds.
The Crucified Risen, came to say,
There's only love, in a world astray,
Only love can conquer violence and strife,
Bringing peace and hope, to all of life.
Alla Antsis
April 7, 2023
Copyright © Alla Antsis | Year Posted 2023
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