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.”
Bernadette
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