In dark, obscure and shrouded cultures
Demons prey on believers like vultures;
A world going crazier by the day
Yet still some warriors have feet of clay.
Ensconced in our comfort zones
While Christian brothers are fighting alone;
Why care about what we can't see
As long as we are blessed and free?
We should be constantly praying for those
Who suffer because of the Savior they chose;
Who are not allowed to walk in the Light
But have to worship Him veiled by the night.
Stand up against evil and oppression;
Speak out against unfair aggression.
Get up! Be bold and do what is right -
You are a soldier: now go forth and fight!
This poem was a finalist in the
June 2009 poetry contest