Conscientious Objector
Oh my god, what have we done
Just gone and killed, your only son
Even worse, tortured him to death
Jeering whilst he gasped for breath
In realisation, we’re overwhelmed
Certain now, to be all condemned
His only crime, was none at all
And we the people, made this call
We had a choice, Barabbas freed
Crucify our idol, and more indeed
Mankind is evil, we’re living proof
Sold out our saviour, stood aloof
So what now, is it time to pay
Might just be forgiven, if we pray
But who could condone, such a sin
Flaying the innocent, of their skin
Maybe was preordained sacrifice
Let’s just say, made his own choice
Stop passing on, humanities shame
We like to point, the finger of blame
Even now today, two millennia later
People are still, intolerant haters
Yes we can love, all we hold dear
It’s our conscience, that’s not so clear.
Voice of Conscience Poetry Contest
Sponsored by the Unseen Seeker
02/06/2021
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David Kavanagh
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