J. S. Eiland
Pelicans and Porcupines
Every nation come to me
Every nation listening?
Let the whole earth hear me speak
I want the world to hear… Woe to the nations!
One indignation against every all nations
One fury against every army
Utterly destroyed and slaughtered
Slaine and thrown out
A stench shall rise from these corpses’ minds
Melting mountains with their blood
One revenge
One vengeance done
All will die both old and young
The land soaked with blood
Their dust saturated, turns forever fat
Streams turn to pitch
And dirt becomes like brimstone
The fires will burn all through the night
During the day those fires relight
The smoke will ascend forever
Generations all laid to waste
No one left, just a desolate place
Pelicans and porcupines possess it
Owls and ravens dwell in it
And God stretches over it
Confused lines of people
People with stone empty souls
They will call for their kings
But they will hear nothing
Their leaders and their nobles have become nothing
Thorns will eat at their homes
All the shacks and their palaces
The nettles and the brambles inhabit their fortresses
Their land is inhabited by jackals and ostriches
Where the goats all bleat as one
Where the snakes will rest and gather their young
Where the hawks roost together, two for every one
“Not one of these shall fail
Not one shall lack her mate
For My mouth has commanded it
And His Spirit has gathered them”
This lot has been cast
And lives measured by His hand
They shall possess it forever
For generations, they will dwell together.