John Sensele

Gold Star - 46,153 Points (12.09.1953 / Ndola, Zambia)

God Catches All Crooks - Poem by John Sensele

Ends don't justify means
Whether you seek stealth or wealth
Cos unclean means equal sins
You perpetrate to penetrate the health
You squeeze by tricks
That soon boomerang
When towards you land tonnes of bricks
You forgot the voiceless and vulnerable rang
For God to respond
When in ritual resources you indulge
Hoping against hope not to plunge into the pond
Where masqueraders and marauders bulge
And pay a high price
For stealing the blood of the innocent
Rated far higher than the lice slice
You reap in the abused adolescent
You send forth to draw blood
From God's creation you harass
Hoping your filthy funds flood
The truth in a morbid morass
You hope remains concealed
Despite your asinine activities
From which you draw pecuniary power
That God annihilates
Sooner than the hour and flower
Your pride dilates and violates
In proportions higher than nature nods
Regardless of ill gotten gains that can expire
Beyond standards synods
Can and will perspire
Despite your temporary gains
Whose expiry date eventually comes
When your circumstance bargains
For the poor in the slums
To come to your rescue
When you face the judgment day
With God putting you at the back of the queue
And you wish you were wise yesterday
To forestall the harm you reap
In due course
Cos promises to remain clean you couldn't keep
As you squander God's most precious resource
And your time is done
Whether you hide in a bunker
Or brandish a machine gun
For salvation requires God's anchor.

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Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 16, 2020

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