War Tactics Poem by Myrtle Thomas

War Tactics


The nights veil hangs heavy
secretly the crimes of humanity
steal the innocents from hearts born pure

translucent ideals once so crystal clear
darkened by the earths woeful ways
cold the blood runs through hard veins

madness mingles with hatreds devilish horns
to gouge assunder and divide flesh and hearts throb
grounded to the earths inner core
are ice cold emotions that mother Eve bore

storm clouds echo the thunder quakes
the winds of time swirl and rage
birth pains labor as the earth rotates
like a lion the devil roars and shakes
to tempt the flesh and devour the soul
cast all thoughts of the Lord away

lead the blind as a mermaid to the sea
and hide the truth behind a good lye
beguile the majority with their own lust
to lead them astray at any cost

a message brought a sacrafice
was made to save the lost past the grave
a star so bright in the eastern sky
sent by Father God his love to impart
blood for blood to save the world
plan for plan the world will stand

Satan's plan foiled by heaven's prize
a sweet child but a warior stood
the sword of truth the word of God
severs the wicked task master's hold.

' Let the weak say we are strong through Christ Jesus who
strengthens us Amen '

©MyrtleThomas/10