Blood Chalice Injustice Drips

skipping words across water
ripples spread at each touch point
mind merges into felt wonder

therefore it does not matter
if words are read or not
each skip was mind thunder

mind writes what words want
writes soul felt free thought
runs choice fields that anoint

sanctification consecration
pays homage honours all creation
earth entwined population

control investing in rim wars
out of sight out of mind fills
blood chalice injustice drips

beware balance restoration
all empires embracing evil fall
prosperity favours liberation

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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