Cold silence breaks the noise in my heart.
Where places for'shelter' turned into dens of violence&control.
Road blocks everywhere . No where to run.
Resistence. Menace.Tension.
What is 'hope' when great-visionary messages sold at pulpits fail to see reality
through broken lenses infront of them?
Unsafe cribs, wrapped in dirty blankets surrounded by practitioners of violence, hate & murder.
Building a facet for the world to see how noble we can be through our beliefs?
Accrediting pins of achievement on the uniform?
Medals of honor or horror?
.. ONE thing I know.Christ died for something..
CHANGE is COMING.
Reflecting the song from Jars of Clay -
Liquid
From the album Jars Of Clay
Arms nailed down
Are you tellin me something?
Eyes turned out
Are you looking for someone?
This is the one thing
The one thing that I know
Blood stained brow
Are you dying for nothing?
Flesh and blood
Is it so elemental?
This is the one thing
The one thing that I know
Blood stained brow
He wasn't broken for nothingArms nailed down
He didn't die for nothing
This is the ONE THING
The one thing that I know
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