We die as if God neither cared nor knew
The little one, so horribly dismembered calls
The motherís anguished scream is heard, thatís all
While justice hides its face, and pledges go untrue.
Who can know behind the silent wall
So filled with sorrow, God no longer speaks?
Or is it not in heaven that one seeks
But here on earth the answer to it all?
Godís silence is the prelude to Godís ire
We, the perpetrators; look and see!
The murderers are us, the human family
God waits for change. How long? Beware of fire!
If, at times, we hate with all consuming strength
Imagine the revenge of God, at length.