Clutched tightly in avarice's embrace,
Imperial hearts, seeking endless chase.
Wars born of desires, not survival's plea,
White sepulchers outside, within, decay's decree.
Love for silver, hearts decomposed,
Acts of aggression, as history's exposed.
These men, vessels fit for wrath's fierce might,
In pursuit of more, blinded by greed's blight.
Blackened within, like a tomb's darkened core,
Their deeds tell a tale of endless war.
God's mercy sought for vessels of clay,
Prayers ascend for those who know the way.
For, in the shadows, vessels of mercy stand,
Enduring pain with faith so grand.
God's children, called not of yet,
Their hope in Him, a timeless duet.
May compassion reign, mercy descend,
On those who've borne sorrow, on whom trials attend.
Declare His name throughout the earth's expanse,
The glory of God in His chosen, a divine dance.
Friday, January 12, 2024
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