Killing Of The Children!

the killing of the children continues,
their cries muffled by 'holy' hands.
you speak of bringing God back,
as if He were in retirement.

in the name of liberty you march,
the price of oil screams and soars.
build more prisons, dig more graves,
call on morality and justice.

still, the bodies of the children
testify on your back streets.
you spray the winds with chemical death!
and turning the pages of

your bloodstained Bible,
you call on the God whose
name you invented...
and He turns away in horror!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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