The Street-Side Speaker

I saw an angry man today
standing atop a wooden platform
waging spiritual war on the sinners,
paying Him no mind.

His hands were raised high in the air,
one holding his book, his weapon,
the other clenched in a fist as he
reached out to no one.

From his mouth he breathed fire
and sulfer steamed, staining his speech;
the accuser preached of sin and death -
judging, condemning, destroying.

It saddened me to see that love
was as much a stranger to this man
as he to Christ; and so on he spoke,
yet no one was saved.