Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Salvation

Wild-eyed prophets encircle an abyss
Engorged on the blood of a thousand martyrs
Who died without full comprehension
Empty vessels neglected souls
Traveling along desperation road
Crying to heaven
Why were we forsaken
We sacrificed all in the name of the cause
Our homes, our children
Our land, our existence
Laid before the alter of expedience
We never questioned
The books we were sold
We wore blinders
Hiding from sorrow
Mere words could not explain
Our eyes turned to god
We stumbled through darkness
Ignoring the plight of the homeless
The abused, the neglected
Though when catastrophe struck
We cried tears of gold
How can it be that so many must die
Rallies were held
Songs were sung
What happens next week
Next month
Next year
Another disaster
Worse than before
We spent our time
Saving the forest
While the trees
Were are all but forgotten

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