Standing, ready to fight
Teeth clenched. Jaws tight.
While the accused whimpers in fear,
Knowing pain and death is very near.
The circle closes in.....
Upon the judged one lost in sin.
Rocks ready----weapons of death,
To torture till the final breath.
Hearts pounding.
Accusations resounding....
Condemned by man and here to die.
Tears of the lost, beg and cry.
The accusers circling, ready and waiting...
Blood thirsty rocks hesitating....
Circling like animals around the kill
Thirsting for blood to spill.
Sweat glistening in anticipation
Tears pouring in desperation.
Feet stirring clouds of dust
Hearts filled with disgust.
The accused curled on the ground
Desperate pleading with every sound....
Where are you, in this circle of death ??
Holding the rock ?...Or taking your final breath ??
Where are you ?
What are you about to do?
Hurl rocks with a blood thirsty cry?
....Or are you the one about to die ?
What have we all become ??
To Satan's lie have we succumb ??
Drop your rocks and walk away !!
Fall to your knees and pray.
If you're on the ground.....stand !
This is not what God planned.
Get up, and sin no more.
Walk through tomorrow's door.
God's people don't belong in the circle !!
....Not casting rock and stone
Or cowering all alone.........
