Hope For Humanity

The world cried out for help,
Yet it’s citizens ignored the yelp.
The rivers ran red, dirt stained with blood.
Every creature gasping for air in the flood.

Precious little could be done to save humanity.
Each citizen died with a desperate grasp on vanity.

Safety collapsed in fractured pieces.
Splintering hope in a returning Jesus.
And yet they still held tight to their faith.
Until silently they let it finally give way.

We are not abandoned, we’re simply failing ourselves.
Leaving cracking bibles to wither on the shelves.
Ignoring the threats sent to our front doors.
A black cloud arising taking people in scores.

Defy the Rules and stand up for what is True.
Don’t let the seething fear overcome you.
Hand in hand with Humanity take your mark.
Aim at the atrocity which threatens our Home.
Every race and every color, so nobody stands alone.

Welcome the weary to your warmly lit shore.
Give the helpless the Christ they’re looking for.
Open your hearts to those we have willingly failed,
From desolate, darkened land these people have sailed.

Be the Hope to our broken Humanity.
Set aside this racial Vanity.
For yours is the Light they need shining through.
Remember this land wasn’t given just for you.

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Record Timing: 211 words in 5 minutes

Written during a word race, “Write as many words as you can in 5 minutes”

The cries across the battlefield were drowned out by the artillery.

As Greg found himself facing down death, he wondered what it would be like to die.

Suddenly, her face appeared. Smooth, white skin almost like porcelain. Bright blue eyes that reminded him of the sky. Long copper curls that danced wildly in the wind the day he asked her to marry him.

And in that moment, he realized, he did not want to die. These games Politicians played with other countries– they were not for him. They were not for any of his battle buddies lining the field as cold, dead corpses.

Backing away from the scope on his sniper rifle, he made the final decision.

He was going to run.

Dropping back from the front, where everyone else was dead anyway, he sprinted as fast as he could in the opposite direction.

The trees just ahead were good cover until he could figure out what to do next.

Another explosion sounded in the distance as bombs were dropped from enemy planes.

This was it. Do or die.

And right now the will to live long enough to be court marshaled was enough, just as long as he could taste her beautiful lips, and hold her body close once more.