Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Rise up, Consume the hubris in fire

I saw a world before me
Filled with the poor
The wounded
The hungry
And only then did I see
The great war
By those with money
Towards their lessers
We are not able
Despite our rage
To rise to meet them
Because of our chains
We are tired
Oh God, hear our cry
Bring food to the table
Bring reward to our toil
Bring hope to our days
And consume the hubris
With eternal fires