|Christ's Entry into Brussels in 1889|
People turn their feet to listen
And truth is trampled in the rush to judgement.
A man shouts:
And there, beneath the wall of stone
With blindfold askew
Justice is executed.
~ Nib of Nib's End ~
This poem is a result of my frustration with what I hear in the news. And whatever the artist's intent may have been, his painting reflects my view of the State of our Union.
I, to say the least, am unhappy with my choices for the upcoming election. But I am not blaming the candidates; I believe they both represent a symptom of a much deeper problem...a problem that cannot be fixed by any political decision. So, despite my frustration, I am at peace. My hope is not in a candidate. My faith has never been in Democracy. I have put my confidence in a King of kings whose government is secure and whose reign is eternal despite how the mob may choose to represent it.