Thursday, March 5, 2015

Twenty-One Gun Salute, Day Two

The Red Sea on a Sunday Afternoon

Twenty- One Dead.
On Sunday, I read.
To Christ they were wed
 Isis cut off each head.

Jesus said, “Come.  Follow Me.”.

Twenty- One Dead.
Terror and dread.
Danger ahead.
From hands violence bred.

Jesus said, “Come.  Follow ME.”

Twenty- One dead.
A blood blanket spread.
A new sea of red.
Rising, when Jesus said,

“Come.  Follow Me.”

Twenty- One Dead.
I lay down my head.
Tears drench my bed.
Christ crucified and bled

Saying, “Come.  Follow Me.”


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