Tide of Evil

The tide of evil rolls,

A dense black stream,

Tentacles spreading,

Toward my world.

Easy to ignore,

When it is other lives,

Other families engulfed,

Swallowed up.

Screams of grief

Muffled by distance

Barely heard

From my safe shelter.

But what if…

The shield cracks,

The toxic vapor

Diffuses here?

Will I cower,

Or be courageous?

Will I stand,

Or hide in terror?

Will I,

By the grace of God,

Be spared

Facing the evil?

Or

Will I,

By the grace of God,

Be emboldened

To walk through the fire?