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...