Calling Birds On A Day of Innocence
by Michael Romani
Through the thick of woods falls a trickle of light
To shine like a beacon before humanity's sight
Calling birds gathered on a day of innocence
To preserve the memory of slaughtered innocents
The four calling birds sing boldly to dispel
The hold of evil on us all through their gospel
Evangelizing across the fields of boy soldiers dying
They are almost drowned out the sound of mothers crying
What they wouldn't give for another moment's embrace
To see their sons and hold them close, face to face
Oh precious Lord do you not hear the mother's lamentation
For another dead African son who has given into temptation
There is only one truth that will ever shine its light
Only one key to the kingdom that is precious in our sight
Crying mothers stumble through the pages of the Nazarene
Teardrops fall smearing the ink hoping for what they mean
Oh momma don't you cry for the wicked ways of the dead
But instead free your heart and bring it to your head
Teaching and reaching for clarity found in the parable
Truths told in tales understandable to those capable
Success they say is either measured in wealth or in power
But the rich man cannot pay his way enough in his final hour
Only if willing to hear these gospels shall any ever be free
For those who have eyes and ears please see and hear this plea
(c) December 28, 2017 Michael Romani
All Rights Reserved
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