Here We Stand
Here we stand
At the center of a circle
where the weak
Are sheltered in the eye of a storm
And the sins of our previous selves
Whip around
and the death of our future
selves is born
And the voices of the billions cry out for justice
And the blood of the small rains down from above
And the screams of the wicked are shrill for the vengeance
And the blame is passed down from one to another
That life is a circle
Is a foregone conclusion
That the circle is endless
Is an obvious illusion
That the cycle of violence which began when Cain
Killed his brother with a rock
Is the path we’ve made
Here we stand
At the center of a circle where the
voices of the meek
Are drowned out by the roar
And the cries of the dead and the dying rise up
To damn us with their howling for
A love, reborn
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