Come Unto Me

‘Come unto me’ she said to armed conquistadors and evangelisers branding european empire on pagan soil. >>‘Come unto me’ she said to wolfish earls seeking virgin riches and seeded plantation. >>‘Come unto me’ she said to heretic dreamers escaping tyrant crowns.

‘Come unto me’ she said to the starving and the wretched poor, seeking a blank new page beginning. >>‘Come unto me’ she said to slaver ships, full of kidnapped souls, yoked and burdened with pain and loss. >>‘Come unto me’ she said to the sifters and the grifters, the alchemists and coders, the painted and the mirrored.

‘Come unto me’ she said to the tired masses seeking time’s last safe haven. >>‘Come unto me’ she whispered as they barred them outside the golden doors and crossed out the sacred verse. >>‘Come unto me’ she cried alarum as they fled the towering clouds and rising tempest tides.