FIRE & BLOOD IN THE STREETS


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ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

This is a rerun of a post written on 5/29/2010 during another time of protest and injustice.

Pools of crimson stain the streets.

People running, hiding, covering themselves and thosenear them,

Fear ensues, then pain, followed by anger and rage,

Faces and heads shrouded in black,

Too cowardly to show themselves,

Misdirected,

Searching,

Groping for something to believe in,

Something to hang on to,

Do they find peace in causing others pain or in ending lives?

Where is the righteousness?

Blood flows from a beaten, smitten corpse,

Hanging on an instrument of torture,

This One not taking life, but giving it through His own precious blood.

That is righteousness, bought and paid for the ugliest of us.

Refreshing, cleansing rain falls softly on an eager earth,

Thirsting for relief and longing for renewal and rebirth.

The tears of God bring respite for…

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