the bush of burning concern is no longer there
men are misled to bloodshed as daughters die in despair
reservation restricts the resolve of the shooter
"what are we fighting for"
death opens at the slave's resignation from struggle
the tyrant is made timid when mortality huddles
in private, the heart convenes with both the mind and the soul
redemption awaits the dead
from the Creator there is history, a memory of HIS mercy
in kind man is conceived, undeserving yet worthy
as captain & compass, the worker continues
all nations preserved by a song
war is achieved where love is neglected
faith is condemned by accounts documented
though some will die before they are born
the way of this world shall pass
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