A video reading Deliverance – In Whose Hands?
Potions kill with poison
And swords with sharpened points.
Guns slay like executioners
On streets, in clubs and other joints.
Sometimes, too, a hating hand
Will hold to rifle butt
And slew across the innocents,
Ending lives – short cut.
And words may kill,
If used for ill,
Barbed, like arrow tip,
Flailing folks with malice, shooting from the hip.
Weapons, all, within wrong hands,
On tongues and evil minds.
Targets found too easily
And, hatred, bullseye finds.
So many ways to kill a man,
A woman or a child.
So many ways to end the world,
Rampant retribution, running wild.
Citizens who, not all players,
Understand or scratch their heads,
Stripping back and peeling layers
Of purpose from these Neds and Eds.
True innocence with worldly knowledge,
Not found in Unis nor in College,
Knows and sees all that is ill,
If mankind cannot drink from source and so their well to fill.
A sip or two relaxes thirst
But seeks much more to quench,
To understand, to learn, to live
Amid corruption’s stench.
But, come the day, the revolution
When hearts, pure minds and souls
Seek spirit’s aim, solutions
And scores goals after goals
And wins the match, for evil fears,
Greater than any other,
Love that’s all-encompassing,
The world over, brother to brother.
Brothers all and sisters too,
Mankind blessed by soul
Whose search for meaning, purpose,
Source, can make the broken whole.
Deliverance, from earthly chains,
Bondages of rage,
A golden key from others’ hands
Unlocks souls’ flights from cage.
Neds = Non-educated delinquents
Eds = Educated delinquents
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