Prophet, you are sent with a message burning in your mouth.

The words,
hot coals,
purifying your tongue;
the message,
floating to the heavens.

God says, “Why do you make this way, created?”
(extract, consume, exploit, repeat)?

Everything was made for our benefit,
yet the relationship has frayed.
We do not feel empowered,
so we seize for ourselves.
We do not abide in true power,
therefore we feel weak.
Yet this was not the intent of God.
We were meant to be cultivators,
caretakers,
friends.

God has spoken His plan.
Let US renew everything.

Wide is the path of destruction.
Narrow is the path of heaven.

I’m a voice speaking into the wind,
In faithfulness he will bring forth justice. (Isaiah 42)
There’s a truth to this world that many refuse to acknowledge.

Prophet, what will you tell us now?
We have not changed.
We still do not turn from our ways.
How much time do we have left before all will be judged?