A LOST PEOPLE
The world’s getting weaker and wiser,
Her mother used to say.
What’s going to happen to a people
Who never stop to pray?
Is there no hope for tomorrow?
Must acts of violence cause
So much sorrow?
Must young men continue
To die in the streets,
While parents and loved ones
Grieve at their feet?
Can there be no peace and love?
Have they forgotten there’s a Love above?
Will races continue to hate each other?
Can man learn to look beyond his own
Color?
Oh, what a better place this would be
If the love of Love
Shone in you and her!
written 1999
