Their dreams are shattered their constitution and spirit weak. Who may profit from their loss, be made strong in their fear or stand tall while they are frightened and alone? This is no allegiance to the dawn and light. To prance about in self-adoration while the young go hungry, fearful and downtrodden in body, mind and image. When did we take on this polymorphism unaccustomed to God’s reflection? What day sponsored this contempt and challenged heart? How wrongly you believe in the value of scarcity or the norm in hate of plenty. Do you hate trees because there are so many or burn them, cut them down for fun since they are in abundance? Why then are children so reprehensible in their multitude? To sacrifice them on your unholy pyres for the sake of trading them for aspired gold?

Do you esteem to destroy that for which you have little desire or use? What of dogs, donkeys or daylight? What happens when they fall astray of your lustful valuation? What of men who counsel wisdom or make the rabid mistake of speaking truth to your willing illness? Is your universe so terse or insecure that nothing may breathe air unless conforming to your limitations of size shape and worth? Do you think that God may take offense to your candid distaste for the things He gave when He spoke the Word of Creation? What of my mimicry when considering your discontent with the world that neither of us brought into being? Am I to rid the world of your brief interaction with the living because I find no value in your brief struggle? Or is it that everything is deemed of worthy purpose by being an asset or a liability in your finding or quality of need?

What then of tales of valiant humans? Those who fought simply that life may bring glory to God for as long and however they may reflect His measure? Do you fight for the princes and dukes of darkness? Or have you become an engine that seeks fuel source, void of conscience or conviction in the taking? Diminishing the beautiful, innocent or rare to how long they will burn when put to flame, the consuming madness of your unfiltered lust for self-existence? Yes, that is your affinity with the things of dark dungeons and high fells and groves of the ungodly. All things are viewed as matter to consume, catalysts to activate change conducive to your appetite. I applaud the simplicity in your vapid recourse but pity you as we pass bye flowers, are filled with joy in song or mercy and kindness of the living. For I too have lived solely for my hunger. It is a frightful and boring pursuit. For I knew no love, contentment or preserved the things of heart simply because they encouraged others.

There is a song to life that all are made better knowing. There is a dream to collective drive that bids us work in unison to launch. There is a norm of heart and mettle that feeds the flames of protection in innocence and charm. Those days when breath is brief and peace in short supply yet we gather with those unworthy to enable their existence. Just because they came from the Mind and Love of God. To see and trust our journey you must remember the things you’ve lost in the assaults of mankind upon all youth. You must recall the day when you wanted to please your Mom or Dad, just because they were the closest representation of our maker. However, the church, this world or people have failed you is no recourse to define them as wood for fire or life to be consumed in the ravages of your lust to consume. For you to decide their fate when they belong to God will end in a final conflict or your losing. Where you will have fulfilled the irony of purpose and decide to live the life of predetermination of those who were made to feed the maw of Gehenna’s unending flame.