Lawrence
Hall
Dispatches for the Colonial Office
LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim's
Journal of Life, Literature and Love
“Just for Fun”
Now someday when those demented old men
Are guided each to his courtroom seat
To account again for terror and sin
And face the judgements the magistrates may mete
Smoke, vultures, and lies will still stain the skies
Over rotting blood shed from the shallow-buried dead
While unseeing eyes echo stricken Rachel’s cries
(“An excursion,” and “just for fun,” one of them pled)
But we will share the shame in that docket too
When the Almighty asks of each of us
“What did YOU
do?”
