Bleach and Murder

I think I’ve been dragged, kicking and screaming, to hell.


Jamaica has fallen to such anarchy and moral decay that we decry the plight of people wanting privacy in their own bedrooms (while chanting in the name of Our Lord and Saviour, who asked us to show love one to another), while supping on viral videos of teenaged murders? Or worse yet, salivating, propagating, “meme-izing”, the plight of women ashamed of there own glowing ebony skin? What have we, as a country been reduced to?

Parliamentarians spend our taxpayer money debating abortion laws, buggery laws, preventing homoerotic texts from entering our schools and patting themselves on the shoulder because we’ve bludgeoned less people to death this year; while, of course, our dollar slides (get it, do the dolla wine) up the ladder to a whopping  USD$101.16: USD1.00. All this political dandy shandy cannot overshadow the fact that our children have become so desensitised to crime that they find themselves videotaping, instead of helping, a dying classmate.


All this, while our society makes a mockery of a cry for help from women forced to burn their skin white because black is unseen and unloved. What have we, as a nation, become? Where is our pride? Where are our morals? Misguided, misplaced and misused.


Jesus cannot be a the helm of such debauchery. He sheds a tear for us all and is asking us for once to look to Him and cling to Him, not to use Him to persecute and ostracize members of our society, while ignoring the cries of our young and our marginalised.


Matt 25:40 says

The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me


Stone Flung


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