A
bloodied child foreshadowed by a cross,
both
share their taste of evil and of loss,
and
when will people ever live and learn
that
hurt and harm is all that war can earn?
We
hold our breath in horror as we view
this
scene forever old, forever new;
amid
the dust and rubble strewn around
a
child cries out and parents can’t be found.
How
long, O Lord we cry, each hollow word,
our
pleas of peace increasingly absurd?
Good
God, forgive us when inaction’s voice
speaks
loudly of our violent, hurtful choice.
©
Andrew Pratt 18/8/2016
Tune:
EVENTIDE (Monk)
The
boy in the ambulance: five-year-old
Omran Daqneesh, Syria August 2016.
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