A Cowards Will
I gift to you this world my child
Alas its’ troubles I can’t tame
Others efforts I have reviled
On judgement day I’ll face the same.
I’ve seen the mosque where people weep
At times Christs’ church rocked to the core
and God’s chosen placed in trenches deep
Watched peace and love hijacked for war.
Cowards choose to say they’ve failed
So do not accept mans’ violent bent
Hate speech is bloodshed thinly veiled
Unity a gift from heaven sent.
When imam, priest or rabbi call
Hear love not hate to heal us all.
Copyright © Mark Woods | Year Posted 2019