“And
will not God bring about justice for his chosen ones, who cry out to him day
and night? Will he keep putting them off? I tell you, he will see that they get
justice, and quickly. However, when the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on
earth?” Luke 18:7-8
It’s easy
to turn your back
when
you’re one of the haves;
have a job,
have a
home,
have
money,
have
food;
have affordable health care;
easy to believe the lies,
give into
the fears,
buy the
stereotypes:
they’re all lazy,
they’re
all immoral,
they’re
all looking
for a
free lunch;
they all get what they
deserve;
so afraid of losing
something
that belongs
to you,
some of
your hard earned
treasure,
all the
things
you
sweated and slaved for,
all the
idols you fall down before
and
worship;
all the things you sold
your soul
for.
The have-nots
of the world
are
beginning to rise,
they’re
not going away quietly
anymore,
they’re
tired of the abuse,
they’re
no longer content
with the
crumbs,
there are
things
bigger
than themselves;
there are things worth dying
for.
The
children of men hold their breath,
a final
sigh before the meltdown,
a silent
pause within the maelstrom,
their
hearts failing from fear,
their
love growing cold,
meeting
in secret places,
waiting
for what is to come;
like a thief in the night
it sweeps
them away;
trees smolder and smoke,
bursting
into flames as
tires
begin to steam,
their
rubber melting
to the
highway surface;
no where to run,
no where
to hide;
like abandoned wells
their
water runs dry,
they sit withering
in the sun,
wandering
through the wilderness,
lost and
alone;
the day is here,
the time
is now;
Your mercy endures
to the
end,
but who
shall hear the message?
who shall
accept the grace?
when the Son of Man returns
will He
find faith?
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