Lay Your Weapons Down... Poem by tina shaft

I sit here
in complete fear
of the things i see
and the words i hear.
Where is my Father?
I cry at night.
Where is the One?
Who makes everything all right?
I bite my lips
and clench my hands
and pray that the many
soon understand.
You kill our brothers
under the banner of my Lord! ! !
What blasphemy is this?
The brethren He adores!
Take back your hate.
Lay your weapons down.
My Lord is angry.
My soul shudders at his frown.