deserter

This is new

The way

That you

Want to

Be found

In Me.

You seek,

Televise

Your misery,

Yet you

Do not

Ask Me

For relief.

Now hear

What I

Have to say,

You who count

On Me,

You say,

Yet walk

Indiscriminately

With those

Who vilify

Me

And curse

My name,

Making Me

A word

Cursed,

Talking

Of Holy

Things

Profane

And showing

No substance

When calling

On my name.

These I

Will not

Blame as

Ruthlessly

As those,

My children,

Who sit

Idly,

Say nothing,

Laugh and

Breathe

While these

Take place.

Leave!

But you

Cannot

Because

You are

Deaf to

The shame

That covers

Your face

Who do

Such things

Yet more

The shame

For whom

Inside resides

My Spirit

Yet you

Call holy

Profane.

Why did

You not

Defend or

At least

Refuse

Taking part

In attacks on

My name?