Knives

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The knives are out 

The methods are crude 

Homicide is up 

What can we do?

 

Give us more powers we'll flush them out..

 

More powers to keep us safe..

 

Another step in our disgrace. 

 

Who knows their world?

 

Who can truly set them free?

 

Brothers and sisters in the human family. 

 

Just another stumbling block a rock of offence.

 

Who can save humanity?

 

Who gives a defence?

 

The knife makes an incision on their blood they gorge..

 

Who works the answer

 

Who can break the curse.

 

The Word of God 

Alive and active 

Sharper than any double-edged sword. 

Raise up your mighty men

Let your whisper be heard. 

 

The mystery of iniquity 

The truth made a lie

The lie is lurking 

Why must we die?

 

The truth is calling 

Can anybody hear

It births the nation 

When the fools appear.

 

The righteous nation 

Justice on the earth 

It will come 

Yes my son 

I am.

 

Hear

 

 

  • Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 7th, 2024 01:38
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Aww, the knives are out. I shall have to eat me dinner with just a fork! lol.

  • Doggerel Dave

    Complex social issues .
    Needs society to sort it out - but there's little hope where there are vast inequities of wealth.

    • 2781

      You could be right, everything is outsourced today.
      That kid, I'll call him that, that stabbed the people at Bondi was a victim. I seen them interview his father- it was heartbreaking.

      Unless we have a change of heart we can never get under his wings.

      • Doggerel Dave

        What change of heart - where and how?

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      • Neville


        if there was an easy solution to this dreadful epidemic, then I think even the dumbest of political parties would have arrived at it by now .. and believe me, most of em are [pretty bloomin dumb, and or corrupt ..



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