Age of Peace and Safety
The Cross they deserted, abandoned the seed,
left to pagan folly – too eager to mock,
not caring for wheat raided by the weed,
with the cornerstone turned to stumbling block.
They scorned the Creator, preferred what’s created,
rejecting God’s glory vainglory they chose,
the Fall rose again and many prostrated,
the Truth was ignored and lies were imposed.
Just under good Heavens the war raged again,
some old pachamamas claimed third of the fold,
destined to be crushed, condemned to be chained
by the greatest Word that was ever told.