How Sad the Judgment

How Sad the Judgment An offering from Doug Blair, Waterloo ON, 2020 The Three Will Not Avert the Four NOVEMBER 8, 2015​ / ​ISSUUDOTCOMSLASHDEWANE​ ​/

Divination

Insolence

False hopes

And folly

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These all the fashion

My City gone astray

If they had

Countered

The puff of

Pillow prophets

Could have averted

The dooms

I speak today.

Famine and pestilence

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Rabid beasts

And swords’ blood

These swiftly coming

To men who

Thought me blind.

Peace and permissiveness

Their fruit

Of vain imaginings

Damning detritus

Soon scattered

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To the wind.

Had I heard Noah

In prayer for

All their failings

Daniel or Job

Approach my bar

To plead

They would have scarcely

Come safely

From the cauldron

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Bearing none other

For whom

They intercede.

Yet still a remnant

I scatter to wild places

They know I do see

And hear

The feasts of fools

They tell a world

Jehovah judges rightly.

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They seek a place

Where only

Their God rules.

(Ezekiel 14)

Famine For The Word DECEMBER 19, 2014​ / ​ISSUUDOTCOMSLASHDEWANE​ ​/

The farmer sees it coming

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The drought

Always close to the land

Close to hopes and yields

To the whims of God

But this is without precedent

And he is to tell nobility

Palace folk

Of the inexorable decline

Of God’s Word

In the consciousness of the people.

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Of God’s equity

In their judgment and exchange.

Left to their own resources

And those parched and rotting for sure.

In grasping, oppression, untruths

“Kings in palaces know best.”

They say.

And the clouds hover above

And fields of grain wave

At the exit of Righteousness. ​(Amos

8)

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Amos 8

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