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Micah W.M. Leo

(Vista, California)

The Rivers Of Blood


I walk along the Rivers of Blood,
The Rivers tell the Stories of Mankind.
I see man's inhumanity to man,
I see rapes of young girls and old woman.
I see hangings of slaves in the hands of masters;
I see killings of brothers by the hands of brothers.
The Rivers of Blood running wide and deep,
Night after night the Rivers cry and weep.

I walk along the Rivers of Blood,
The Rivers tell the Stories of Mankind.
I see Adam and Eve first;
I see Cain and Abel next.
I see the Sin and the Fall;
I see the hate and the kill.
The Rivers of Blood running wide and deep;
Night after night the Rivers cry and weep.

I walk along the Rivers of Blood,
The Rivers tell the Stories of Mankind.
I see bodies of children and adults
I see remains of infants and fetuses.
I see waves, rapids, ripples and foams rushing;
I see the black, white, yellow, and brown floating.
The Rivers of Blood running wide and deep;
Night after night the Rivers cry and weep.

I walk along the Rivers of Blood,
The Rivers tell the Stories of Mankind.
I see a stranger coming from Galilee;
I see Him carrying a cross to Calvary.
I see, He is crucified as my personal Savior.
I see His blood mingling with ours in the water.
The Rivers of Blood running wide and deep;
Night after night the Rivers cry and weep.

I still walk along the Rivers of Blood;
The Rivers tell the History of Brotherhood.
I see the Sun rising from the waters;
I see flowers dancing beyond the rivers.
I see the Fountain of Living Water flowing;
I see Love and Grace and Faith blooming.
The Rivers of Blood running wide and deep;
Day by day the Rivers sing Peace and Hope.

Submitted: Thursday, January 02, 2003

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