Poem on Micah 2;1-13

The prophet’s call comes loud and clear
Still there are those who will not hear

The prophet’s voice is strong and bold
Still there are those who can’t be told

That we are called to hear the voice
Of those whose years have lacked a choice

The cries of those in grief and pain
Are when the prophet cries may seem insane

As questions from a heart of care
Embarrass those who will not share

So listen well all those of power
Your days are fleeting as a shower

The judgment day will not be long
for those who do not right what’s wrong

Devise the ways to cheat the poor
Make crooked paths and shut the door

Your day of reckoning will come