in the cold wind of a Friday’s eve

it is no surprise this world is in such a mess-

when evil is rewarded and the diligent attacked

when life is thrown away like an old hamburger wrapper

and those who disturb the peace have favor over peacemakers…

when nations value the senseless slaughter of children

and wickedness grows like mold and mildew, staining the land.

what promise holds true for the orphan, the widow, the lonely

when he or she is ignored, but repression is a certain future?

the repression of dreams, of hopes, of living life to the fullest

because those entrusted with the Word have failed to focus,

bogged down in the trenches of a decaying bond of trust?

when the land flows red with the memory of many murders

and stilled hearts cry out from the mist of the living Earth,

where are the ones called to go and worship the King daily

walking through the corridors of despair, dragging the poor

from the very gutters imposed by the minions of hell?

it is a frightful thing to be in the hands of an Almighty God

in a time when some of the faithful have become fearful

but He is calling His children to a walk of faith and trust

that follows His footsteps and no other trail

and that is the only way to survive

and conquer

the evil of this world.

About thelostkerryman

Thelostkerryman is an author, and entrepreneur, living in the forests of a consistently confused country. Here in this hill country, hurling doesn't usually involve a hurley; store-made soda bread has the consistency of a sea sponge; and Kerrygold butter has finally found a permanent place on the grocery shelves everywhere. His blogs are an account of his adventures, thoughts, eclectic -and eccentric- ramblings, random or insightful poetry, humor and non-humor, pictures (photos), video, essays, fiction, poetic fiction, nonfiction, drama, and writing he has not classified in the description above. All of his posts from,,, and are copywrited according to international copywrite law.
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1 Response to in the cold wind of a Friday’s eve

  1. reocochran says:

    I tend to be too positive for this reflection today. Sorry! Thanks for your words, I will ponder on them. Robin

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