Faces In The Crowd
By: Wayne Brown
Confusion all about; hysteria in the hot air
Sirens blaring out; emergencies everywhere
What to do, where to turn, shouts aloud
Ever-searching eyes of faces in the crowd
Chaos so rules the moment; order is lost
The people scurry for survival; life at any cost
All pushing, shoving, determination avowed
Fear written all over the faces in the crowd
Fires are burning brightly; the hot blazes of Hell
Cries from the masses; scream, shout and yell
The night sky is shrouded in dark black cloud
Hiding bewilderment on the faces in the crowd
Destruction all about; rationale no longer remains
Evil has been unleashed; free of its binding chains
Death without any reason; no reasons to be proud
Vengeance marked upon the faces in the crowd
Morning has broken, showing the long night’ toll
The world is shattered; blood drips from its soul
All for what reason, what purpose is avowed?
Look not for the answers on faces in the crowd
Mercy-seeking repentant now on knees do pray
Begging God’s forgiveness; pleas for another day
But for all of the pleading and praying aloud
One cannot see God in the faces of the crowd
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30 September 2012