Wednesday, August 20, 2014

The Island Calls



I long to see
God's glory in a face
Met with death
Untimely, in a place
Where evil, rampant,
Rules by rule alone;
Dispensing justice
As a privilege honed.
Arrogant, proud,
The island calls:
'Why should I care
Who takes the fall?'
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4 comments:

  1. Catch My WordsAugust 28, 2014 at 5:31 PM

    Interesting poem. Made me think of Hamas shooting onto Israeli soil, but the island doesn't fit.

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  2. Martha Jane OrlandoAugust 28, 2014 at 5:37 PM

    The 'island' referred to the president's retreat to Martha's Vineyard and his seeming disregard for the horrors taking place in the Middle East.
    Thanks for commenting, Joyce! Much appreciated!

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  3. HaddockAugust 30, 2014 at 12:13 AM

    There is something charming about an island, the beach the sea . . . . . .

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  4. Martha Jane OrlandoAugust 30, 2014 at 4:41 AM

    Thank you, Haddock!

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