Nancy L. Meek


Blind we are, who send our sons
to appease the god of war
and swear whene’er they die,
it’s him we’re fighting for.

We cannot glean beyond the veil
Omnipotent God employed
lest we see His master plan
and vict’ry be destroyed;

For He, who made the earth and sky
and those we choose to kill,
knew we’d simply muck things up
then blame it on His will.