Standing Still Standing
With how many cities should I stand
Before a peace descends?
Would the pure dove ever deign to land
If this is how life ends?
When all that's left is wickedness
To take the place of good
Will the race we're running then transgress?
Maybe we all just should
If it's god's good grace to know our place
Then show me what it's for
Is it love that we can all embrace
Or the chance to gear for war?
'I heard the news today; oh boy'
And it's just not a pretty thing
To know the vileness we employ
From underneath His wing...