Blood.
Red.
No one is left behind.
Your hands are not pure.
All is guilty.
None can flee.
This world
changing little each minute
but great each day.
Can't keep up.
Can't keep focus
on what matters.
I cannot
save you
or anyone
or myself.
There is no shelter.
My eyes,
My children's eyes
will be stained.
Why must it happen?
A call?
A sign?
Who lets it happen?
But,
God forsees
God allows
So God must know.
So I submit to Him
to keep me close
to His way,
steadfast,
until my time
and our time
our reunion.
Then we will know
all will know
and all will be just.
-Random Rants
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'Submit to him' what I try to do but fail as I anxiously question every passing thing!
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