Jer. 17:23 “But they obeyed not, neither inclined their ear, but made their neck stiff, that they might not hear, nor receive instruction.”
The Voice of a People
We are a divided nation separated by complexion
Giving different people their own little section
We’ve taken blood and changed the dominant hue
To suit what’s befitting in all that we do.
Changing the prism that reflects joyous light
Cannot be undone because day turns to night
Believers are the ones who bear this burden
To stand as one as all people are hurting
Sharing the Word through love can we change
the hearts of men for hatred we’ll exchange
Caring for people as we plan to take action
The light we emit gives strength to our traction
As your soul grieves God shoulders the pain
For nations, for men, the living, the slain.
Go into the world, be the difference, the spark
Bring light to a people that dwells in the dark.
*author's note: this poem is a repost
and worth it!
