Lament of War

Please rain. Rain down on me.

“Open your mouth for the mute,
for the rights of all who are destitute.
Open your mouth, judge righteously,
defend the rights of the poor and needy.”
—Proverbs 31:8–9

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Open your mouth for the hidden
for the liberty of the war-ridden
Judge not the conflict of collaterals
caught between powerful laterals

But be the light in the murkiness
of unseen demons, otherworldliness
Run to the battlefield of pain
Walk with the judgement of the rain

Cleanse the wounds of their souls
Never-mind who has the controls
Run to your knees and pray
that there will be another day

For the plains of death to heal
long past the days of deals
going far beyond the veil
of a sword's menacing impale

Open your mouth when convicted
Don't let confusion leave you afflicted
Caught in a trap of low hanging fruit,
seek love and patience as substitute

These war's of attrition
terrify you into submission
Surrender not to their gree-dy
Defend the rights of the poor and needy

Lying on the battlefield mud-enshrined
The family, their loved ones, left behind
Nothing matters but devout superation
from the holier than Thou nations...

Oh nations upon nations they gather
and we, we watch them blather
behind podiums of ash and dust
Run to your knees, for it's You we trust

Remind me of Your Sovereignty
oh Holy Divine prophecy
Please help me see.
Please rain. Rain down on me.




I begged you to hear me, there's more than flesh and bones
Let the dead bury their dead, they will come out in droves
But take the spade from my hands and fill in the holes you've made
Plant your hope with good seeds
Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds
Rain down, rain down on me

- Thistle & Weeds, Mumford & Sons

..and here’s another Lament poem I wrote in rap style (you’re never too old :)