Redemption Day

I’ve wept for those who’ve suffered long
But how I weep for those who’ve gone
Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong
But keep on killing.

It’s in the soul to feel such things
But weak to watch without speaking
Oh, what mercy sadness brings
If God be willing.

There is a train
That’s headed straight
To heaven’s gate
To heaven’s gate
And on the way
Child and Man
And Woman wait
Watch and wait
For redemption day.

Fire rages in the streets
And swallows everything it meets
It’s just an image often seen
On television.

Come leaders, come you men of great
Let us hear you pontificate
Your many virtues laid to waste
And we aren’t listening.

What do you have for us today?
Throw us a bone but save the plate
On why we waited ’til so late
Was there no oil to excavate
No riches in trade for the fate
Of every person who died in hate
Throw us a bone you men of great.


It’s buried in the countryside
Exploding in the shells of night
It’s everywhere a baby cries

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