Poem: Law of The Jungle

 Law of the Jungle

 

The vultures have come to roost

To pick the bones of a spineless society,

Being mauled by jackals of jealousy

And hyenas of hate.

 

Too late to defend

Against a pack of rabid dogs,

With wolves which come to plunder the flock

And scatter the shepherds who would not talk,

Speak out or preach

Against the destroyers of truth

And devourers of faith.

 

Too late to stop the stampede

Or the callous crows

Which caw with joy

As they shred the rights

Of those who once fought for freedom,

But forgot to keep on fighting.

 

So, a wild boar with bloodied tusks

Is squealing triumphantly.

 

But somewhere,

In the heart of this heartless jungle,

A Lion is stirring with His lioness.

 

John Stuart © 2025

Christian Poetry - Thomas Tanka

Thomas Tanka

I came here doubting,

Burying my hope within,

Expecting nothing.

Then He suddenly appeared.

My God! Now I believe Him!

© John Stuart 2018

Christian Poem - When Winter Comes

When winter comes,

My soul slows down

And seeks to hibernate

In the holiness of God.

I embrace the frozen Earth,

As it divinely revolves

Around the gracious,

Crimson sun.

Cold air bites my face,

Making me thankful

To be fully alive

In such an icy season.

Darkness extends

And then contracts,

As the promise of Spring

Pushes through the frosty ground.

My soul reawakens

From its sacred slumber,

And rejoices in the splendor

Of life yet to come.

© 2018 – John Stuart