Tear it Down

Tear it Down

(“I know your works, your love, faith, service, and endurance, and that your last works are greater than the first.” Revelation 2:19)

The world’s gone insane, and those who wrap themselves
in Jesus’ name,
and God’s love,
and speaking in tongues,
and knowing the hymns

Did not shudder when Clayton Locket writhed
43 minutes
on the table after injected with
the trinity dose of death the state bought from
pharmacologicals who don’t mind making a buck off death.

Not only did they not shudder,
when the story was told one study around
a table
so quickly the mouth opened “And how long did
his victims suffer?”

And the thunder came down, and the lightning bruised the sky
from top to bottom,
the tombs opened and saints walked the earth when the Son of God
in

Agony

Suffered for sinners: murderers, thieves, hypocrites and big-mouths
like me-like you
who
can’t keep our mouths shut long enough to consider

What is it Our God Would Do? And who want to change history
to prove how we’ve always been Christians from shore to shore,
and from one border they want to double-wall, and the other
northern where scary Muslims arrive.

And yet Jesus went out of His way to talk to Samaritans,
And Jesus chose Paul-the-terrorist for His team,
And Jesus told Peter to put down his sword,
And Jesus is called the Prince of Peace,
And Jesus blesses the peaceMakers as His children.

And, yes the victims suffered, no question about that. But, you
who want your Second Amendment guns, why don’t you also desire
no punishment to be cruel or unusual; clear as the militia mentioned in
Constitutional script.

Cover it, Cover it with compassion. Die to self, don’t lie to self,
and let the walls come crashing that we
rebuilt shortly after Jesus ripped them down,
tore them down bare-knuckled, with bleeding hands,
the wall of separation that kept man from man,
land from land, and made the 2 into 1 (have you not read?)
You were never commissioned to rebuild it again.

Tear it down, tear it down with compassion. Die to self, don’t lie to self,
and let the arms receive the worst offenders in the same arms spread
across the lumber for you and I.