Blood Cries



The Blood of innocents cries out. A poem about death and humans

As I used my eyes to behold the evils of war and death,


Dead children on the cold hard ground with no breath.


Syria and Kashmir's dead children are forgotten and gone- and this is still all wrong-


Their innocent blood cries out to the Lord of all who is so strong.


The Nations rage -plot and scheme.


G-d laughs at the evil ones-strange as it may seem.


All these things must pass except for His love.


G-d hears all and sees all from His throne above.


He knows what is to come. To us all is unknown.


While the chiefs of state plan attacks against His very own.


Brenda Kay Winters


See my new e book on Amazon  The Blood Cries Out   published 10/06/2016



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