moments that make you stop press the brake turn off the engine witness ponder and weep and i must tell you why beholding beauty takes intentionality a decision to fight the pull of gravity the darkness of this world birthed of pride arrogance abides amidst the lies that sound so noble that sound so true but if your eyes are open you will see hidden in the gray light blind leaders with black souls immovable stubbornness meet resistance with persistent songs of hubris and insolence and lives are lost icy parades march on drones scream hearts go pale a son cannot hear his mother's wails and sighs a fatherless girl is forgotten lost in an ocean of why eyes taken from this world never to witness God’s lavish crimson stroke on a blue canvas Lord have mercy help me to remember
This is my Father’s world. O let me ne’er forget That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet. This is my Father’s world: the battle is not done: Jesus Who died shall be satisfied, And earth and Heav’n be one.*
i saw and heard the dawn
sing color songs
that danced in my mind
though my eyes saw the beauty
solace i could not find
i wondered what song
was sung by the sky
to other sets of eyes
that wept for peace
shut tight in disbelief
in a land covered
with grievous dawns
unbearable loss
hovers over the streets
like so many tear drops
ever falling
that never drain
the ocean of sorrow
and pain
i pray for new dawns
singing color songs
children dancing
sing along
for joy and light
to fill each soul
and peace
to fall
in stillness
let peace fall
in stillness
it’s so hard to see
a gray sadness
has descended
can anything be mended
oh God mave mercy
senseless invasion
the devastation
of so many souls
destruction is all they know
and the children are crying
and the children are weeping
oh God have mercy
it’s so hard to see
a gray numbness
hides the light
can it ever be made right
oh God have mercy
homes are burning
dreams are dying
are we learning
anything at all
one heart of hate
is all it takes
to steal the joy
from men and boys
it’s so hard to see
a gray weight
seems to crush my heart
to see these lives
torn apart
oh God have mercy
mothers and daughters
witness the slaughter
heads bow heavy
in hands of anguish
and the children are crying
and the children are weeping
history is here again
oh God
please God
have mercy
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