At The Time When Evil Men Triumph - Poem by RIC BASTASA
his silence is deeper than the
how can he accept that on his
evil men triumph
the bad unabated?
there were ten bodies unclaimed
for ten days
the widows cannot weep for
their husbands and children
all swept by the bullets
of his terror
i look at it stoically
God is testing us what to do in times like these.
A tooth cannot be for another tooth.
Those were the years of eyes plucking each others' eyes.
There is this I, standing, there is this I, undisturbed
The devil now is worried
There is this I that worships God
no matter what.
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