Rent Asunder

This is a poem by Justin Amyx. When I read this it sends shivers down my spine and I just can't stop thinking about it.

JMJ+
~Betsy

Totus tuus Maria!

Rent asunder,
From the inside out,
I here the unborn child shout,
“Save us from the knife of sin”,

Why do they have to plead,
For our mercy,
Why do they fear pain and insecurity,
They should have been safe,
But now the door is open,

The mother sits in a chair,
She dose nothing but stare,
Remembering how it felt,
As they ripped a part of her away,

Again and again,
She will feel the pain,
She will feel her loss,

The laughter that she should have heard,
Now echo’s in her mind,

Now the earth is dead and rent asunder,

Her sin increases 200 fold,
As others follow her into sin,
What have we done,

The monster that’s unleashed in that dark and lonely room,
Grows and grows,
Tearing this world apart,

Until the earth is dead and rent asunder,

The death toll rises into untold agony,
And now the is earth filled,
With the voices it will never hear,

The man that could have saved another,
Never lived to see this world,
And now they both are dead,

What have we done,
God forgive us,

The earth is dead and rent asunder,

If we delete the meaning of love,
Then love and life will fade away,
The more who join in this sin,
The more we will suffer,

No more to rescue us,
They died before their time,

Starting down a path,
Till the world burns in hells fire,
He has stolen our children,
He has stolen our future,

Don’t let Satan burn our world,
Don’t let him take our souls,
Our future or our children,

Oh God save us from,
A world that is dead and rent asunder.