Justice is the cry of the earth, a poem by R. A. Jacob

Every man has a dark side,

Hidden in the dark,

How dark must be the darkness,

Of the people  who appear to be dark.

Wash yourself of all malice,

Wash yourself and be clean,

Wash and cleanse yourself,

In the blood of the lamb.

Christ will punish you for sure,

Even David was not spared,

Mills of God will grind you,

You shall not be spared.

I raise my hands to the Lord,

I raise my hands for sure,

Vengeance shall be attributed,

Vengeance and vengeance for sure.

May my prayer grow louder and louder,

May my prayer reach His ears,

May my God arise,

May He wipe all tears.

Every person is a god's  creation,

You have raped, molested and killed,

Vengeance is bound to happen,

Christ is still the king.

Earth is seeking for justice,

Blood is crying to the lord,

Dead are seeking for an answer,

Staring at the face of the lord.

Let lord arise,

Let Him judge the earth,

Plundered are the people for sure,

Justice is the cry of the earth.

R. A. Jacob