Sister Samurai arise amid the torrent.
Despise. Hate. Precision bring forth an incalculable, unquantifiable courage.
Denounce evil, leaving its mystery a known presence to the silent, to the blind.
GOD’s hand the vengeance, the Holy rebound effect.
Some only earn disrespect, better for ill their idea of being vets;
cemented erranders of evil.
Down here eyes are held in review, lies for subterfuge;
evil noticed bares nude.
Black for blues; White never made right.
Disaster to limit sight and paint with colors.
A victim’s accursed bruise, painter the devil;
Pale Horse sees all and is here.
You’ll feel the judgment each moment, attending for the culmination of the end of day.
“No.”, says the juror.
“No.”, says the judge.
Mercy thwarted, hell on rewind found in locutor’s eyes.
by Minister Saint Jerriè McGill