The Charnel House

The Charnel House 9/24/2014

If you can’t see an elephant

Then you are blind and dumb

But deep down each can see the truth

Unless they don’t have a soul.

We can talk all day

But it doesn’t mean a thing

If we are unwilling to speak the truth

And change what is wrong. 

Heads roll

And the fires burn

But you have to look inside

To see from where it comes. 

I have drawn the lines backwards

And all them find their mark

As one thing leads to another

Each worse than than the next. 

Some men lie for money

And some kill for fun

But deep down,

Some make monsters

To do it all for free.

One hand or the other

Each work in circles

Each leading the other

Off the same old cliff. 

One may be faster

But the destination is the same

As run over each other

On our way to the end. 

They say, that there is no evil

But I have seen it face to face

And there is no evil, without good

A choice and a God. 

The world is a charnel house

And the meat grinder churns

As we make our way through fences

On our way to the fire.

Come quickly

And save the sheep

Wandered far

And bleating.  

Gather us 

And save us from evil

Once lost 

But forever loved.