The Barbed Wire Must Come Down
The thought of freedom
Weighing him down
Pointless suffering
was evil’s hour
“We must face it.”
This philosophy of hate and force
In the hush of horror
An insane hope rising
“A great honor of….”
The care of God
A whispered hymn
As flowers bloomed
Became doorways to heaven
“... love is greater!”
The truth blazed like sunlight in the shadows
“Give thanks in all circumstances.”
This poem is about:
Our world