Earth cracks; Ground is breaking
Oceans roar; Land is shaking
Children scream; Heart are crying
Earth splits; Lives are dying
Houses fall; People running
Despair roams; Bodies rushing
Australia bound; Boats now sailing
Land reached; Evil prevailing
Turned away; Mournful aching
Sent to camps; Hearts are breaking
Raise our voices; People loving
Change the world; Kind, accepting
Care for lost; Foreigners welcoming
United together; The Christian living
I wish that I could say that all Christians were loving, and ideal, but sometimes we fail too. I try to love everyone, but I fail. Jesus is the true person who can love us all. We hear that Australia is the Free Country, that we are ideal, but look how far we have fallen. We refuse to let people live. We condemn them to death. Are they of any less importance than us? No. I pray that Australia, and Christianity, will step up to its former standard. We must live life. And let others live as well.
~J.A. Penrose~
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PoetryThis is my poetry. In here you will find poems concerning the world, Christ, beauty, hope, devastation, love, humour, and more. Please reader, delve into the world of a teenage writer's poetry.
