Where is Ruth?
It is hard to say
Love has grown cold
Now she is hiding away
Violence in the streets
The children cry
The strong take little notice
While the helpless die
Mercy is her sister
She has all but disappeared
without the both of them
It is Ruthless, as we feared
© 2014 Julie Clark
(Ruth means compassion. As I reflect on the shocking violence in Gaza I wonder how the world allows compassion to be so overrun by ruthless leaders. How easily we forget that violence brings more violence. If we live by the sword, we will die by the sword. The end never justifies the means. They are one. May God have mercy on us all!)