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Those who take captivity
captive,
Those who slice siblings
with
swords
Those who rip raw
their ready rivals,
Those who burn the bones
of brothers,
Those who laugh at the law
of the Lord,
Those who pant after the
pulp
of this planet,
I am weighed down by your
sin
in My face.
I will not turn away from
your
punishment.
I cannot.
The swift will not just be
slowed,
they will be stopped.
The powerful will not just
become
powerless,
They will become pitiable.
There will no escape,
Except to flee naked,
as if that would help.
Cast off your clothes and
run like hell.
Amos 1 and 2
Included in the Parade
of
Prophets 4 collection. |
