Ache
An empty pit that’s never full
A rusted blade isn’t always dull
A covetous government will bleed its people
C’mon craven pulpit, climb that steeple
Distract your people with your bells of victory
Uncle Sam’s gone mad, let’s get contradictory
Because human desire is never satisfied
They need the God Man who lived and died
Tell me world, why does your soul ache?
Why does it hurt to admit your mistake?
Time to repent has almost left forever
The Lord will never leave you, He won’t—never
When you wake up craving distraction
When your head pounds from election
When they lie and say that lawful and moral are the same
Get on your knees and remember the name
Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever
Enter the Lord’s grace, and His peace will make it better
Copyright © 2020 by Matt Antis. Originally published in Poet’s Guild’s Poem-A-Day on December 20, 2020, by Ink Jot Kingdom.
