After the fall of Zion
And its temple left in dust
The faith became Word centered
No priests left to trust.
After the fall of Rome
The unholy dominion arose
Leading to lethal crusades
Disguised in ecclesial clothes
After the fall of Auschwitz
And the brutal revelations
The myth of the master race
Unmasked as abomination
After the hurricane winds
And the waters receded within
The calm revealed calamity
The levees didn’t hold, again.
After disaster’s revelations
About the nature of humankind
‘Basically good’ can’t describe us
Unless we are totally blind.
We all have sinned
And fallen short of glory
And only divine intervention
Can completely change this story.
If you place your trust in people
You’ll always be disappointed
Better rely on Someone else
Or his only Anointed.
BW3
2 21 2011