What could it be?  They tortured me

as others stood around.

They seized me tight.  There was no fight.

They threw me to the ground.

There was no ease, down on my knees.

And then I overheard,

Kill him!  Kill him!  It was grim.

They shoved my head forward.

Through their disgust, I tasted dust -

my face against the dirt.

I felt the weight of all their hate

and then I heard them blurt,

Deny! Deny! - or you will die!

With that, one raised his sword.

In dampened eyes I shared my cries,

"Oh, please forgive them Lord!"

©2013 louis gander ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

http://www.ganderpoems.org/

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The war against those who love the "least of these" (Matt. 25:40) continues.

There is violence against all loving Christians

who have never hurt anyone- but only helped others-

the sick, the elderly, the children.

The killings and church burnings escalate.

America is now supporting and funding those same groups-

those who hate and burn and kill.

We, the people, either stand up for

the peaceful, the meek, the humble and the innocent,

or we stand against them.

There is no 'inbetween'.

There is no 'sitting on the fence'. (Rev. 3:16).

Educate yourself,

then pray, then help, then vote.

Every minute matters.

If, indeed, you love others,

please give to your local church missions,

print this out and pass it on...

Thank you!