17 12 2012

My Twin and I are often on the same wavelength.

This song’s been in my head too…

Barbaric Yawpings

Can you hear the prayer of the children on bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room?
Empty eyes with no more tears to cry, turning heavenward toward the light.
Crying, “Jesus, help me to see the morning light of one more day…
But if I should die before I wake, I pray my soul to take.”

Can you feel the hearts of the children, aching for home, for something of their very own?
Reaching hands with nothing to hold on to, but hope for a better day, a better day.
Crying, “Jesus, help me to feel the love again in my own land…
But if unknown roads lead away from home, give me loving arms, away from harm.”

Can you hear the voice of the children softly pleading for silence in their shattered world?
Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate, blood of the innocent on their…

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