Measure of Consequence

Raging, your eyes seeking cleansing for their disease. Hatred suffocating reason, the ground cries out For the spirit broken, erased by aberration. Turn the pages of sacrifice; blood cursed with retribution. To the blind, a cancer, but for chosen generations, Memories to sorrow; for their souls, a lamentation. Therefore, He has come. For Christ is comfort forevermore, forevermore. Countless numbers of bodies raped of their lifetime, And end to families; through heritage survives a lifeline. Voices that call through seasons carry timeless A measure of consequence, Never again to create the cycle, Never again denying their lives. Please help us, oh Most High, To never again see through those eyes. Take heart, oh Israel, For we stretch forth hands, come to you, as offerings of hope. You, you.