Compromised Voice

The moment we could not speak
Was a frightful one indeed
We found it happened slowly
Because before we had no need

When we were persecuting people
Those we also knew as savage
Those deemed not our equal
We kept quiet on the ravage

When we decided to import
Human cargo as mere chattel
We ignored their plight and pain
After all they were only cattle

While we treated women as objects
Tools of pleasure and for labor
We preached good news about Jesus
Love your enemy, but kill your neighbor

When we noticed exploitation
Of the pornographic kind
We insisted, it hurts no one
In fact sometimes we are so inclined

Then the issue of abortion
Hit front page, pro-life, pro choice
It was then we came to life
But by then we’d lost our voice

Now we have the sexuality
Gay rights, free love and such
And what can we say now
Not too loud and not too much

For we compromised our standards
We felt it best for the status quo
And though we raise our voice in crying
No one hears, or cares to know

Stand by God’s standard of good conduct
Yield to His holy will always
Let your life and voice resound
That is Jesus Christ who saves

Eze 3:18 When I say unto the wicked, Thou shalt surely die; and thou givest him not warning, nor speakest to warn the wicked from his wicked way, to save his life; the same wicked man shall die in his iniquity; but his blood will I require at thine hand

Eze 3:19 Yet if thou warn the wicked, and he turn not from his wickedness, nor from his wicked way, he shall die in his iniquity; but thou hast delivered thy soul.