I have never heard of silence being so loud
You see the sins of your brothers but they themselves can't see how
How they can die unaware
Drowned by their ignorance
Lives as grass withered
Innoncence vaporized like rain in the clouds
How can this be
Your brother
My brother
Struggling
Are we to holy to reach out and save them
It's sad almost grim that we would let silence win them
Lives shattered when we can't look past our own nose
Scared to speak so we let silence take hold and mold our minds
But how can we a way to bring God's babies home
Are we that far gone
The only time we find a voice to raise is to bring awareness of their incapabilities to change
But it's a shame
To expect our brothers to know what to cast off
What should remain
How plain it should be
Jesus Christ came to heel and to set free
Not for us to condemned or accuse
To
It to rebuke the hands of the putrid
Filthy hateful demons that
Trap our brothers
Rape our daughters
Strangle our children
Render them helpless
It's our job to save them
Not help the enemy destroy them
With our long fingers pointing crookedly at their faces
Our face speaks hate as we flip through the pages
Bible well used especially when we pick and choose the right scriptures that we use to accuse them
They are lost
Your brother my brother
But what do we care
Our actions should speak but we let silence take hold and mold our minds
Everyone is sinful
No on can say differently
Why let the truth be quenched
Why let the truth be drowned out by the loud voice of silence
Stop abusing our rights as righteous beings
And do what the Lord says
Stop
Being accusers of the brotheren
Instead
Raise your voice over the silence that consumes us
And in return
Condemn them