Police brutality,
Citizen mortatlity,
I see extremes on both sides,
Lock these crooks away! Some will chide,
Lock these cops away! Another will tort,
One side says "Poor, stupid, lazy,"
While another side says "Brutal, evil, crazy,"
In the end no matter what we say,
Below 6 feet that corpse will lay,
Because an angry spur or misunderstanding,
The trigger is pulled, protestors are banding,
They all want a cause... but do they want the effect?
I see a man who shuns the crowd,
He thinks were all animals but won't say it out loud,
He thinks, "How could God let all of this happen?"
"Cops and crooks and bullets be cappin."
He mourns in the dark as he loses his faith,
Scared and confused, he doesn't feel safe,
Another soul in a distant land,
Says "God's in control, the worlds in his hand!"
Families are suffering and children are crying,
Factions are fighting and people are dying,
Was it God's plan for you to get more food?
Here they are starving, but he thinks their rude.
Don't point your finger or it will be chopped off...
Or point all you want, laugh about it and scoff,
Today we will eat, love and sleep.
Tomarrow we will die, mourn and weep.
Today they will suffer, toil and sow.
Tomarrow they will reap comfort and grow.
They are who they are,
Pointing to the sky will not get you very far,
Nor will calling yourself an ape,
We should become like they, put on your cape!
Time to stop living like a zero,
Have some faith and rise, now go be a hero!
I see the man in the box,
He says he's a hero, he says that he rocks.
He stepped on his friends,
To get an edge and achieve new ends,
I see another man scrubbing the floor,
I had a bad day, he held open the door.
He never finished school,
My friends did not think he was cool,
But everyonce in a while,
Someone took notice and then he would smile,
There was dirt left on the slate,
But my foot prints were clean,
I have a new fate.
Today I have been reminded that the reason I have my whole hand is because someone else had nails through his.
And in His hand I rest peacefully, putting to death this old way of life.
As soon as I did I woke up in a grave, not knowing, not seeing I was walking around dead.
Wake up from the dead and Christ will shine on you.
As I climbed out of this grave, a new dawn has come.
He said "Pick up your cross and come follow me."
"Today I have become your Father."
Citizen mortatlity,
I see extremes on both sides,
Lock these crooks away! Some will chide,
Lock these cops away! Another will tort,
One side says "Poor, stupid, lazy,"
While another side says "Brutal, evil, crazy,"
In the end no matter what we say,
Below 6 feet that corpse will lay,
Because an angry spur or misunderstanding,
The trigger is pulled, protestors are banding,
They all want a cause... but do they want the effect?
I see a man who shuns the crowd,
He thinks were all animals but won't say it out loud,
He thinks, "How could God let all of this happen?"
"Cops and crooks and bullets be cappin."
He mourns in the dark as he loses his faith,
Scared and confused, he doesn't feel safe,
Another soul in a distant land,
Says "God's in control, the worlds in his hand!"
Families are suffering and children are crying,
Factions are fighting and people are dying,
Was it God's plan for you to get more food?
Here they are starving, but he thinks their rude.
Don't point your finger or it will be chopped off...
Or point all you want, laugh about it and scoff,
Today we will eat, love and sleep.
Tomarrow we will die, mourn and weep.
Today they will suffer, toil and sow.
Tomarrow they will reap comfort and grow.
They are who they are,
Pointing to the sky will not get you very far,
Nor will calling yourself an ape,
We should become like they, put on your cape!
Time to stop living like a zero,
Have some faith and rise, now go be a hero!
I see the man in the box,
He says he's a hero, he says that he rocks.
He stepped on his friends,
To get an edge and achieve new ends,
I see another man scrubbing the floor,
I had a bad day, he held open the door.
He never finished school,
My friends did not think he was cool,
But everyonce in a while,
Someone took notice and then he would smile,
There was dirt left on the slate,
But my foot prints were clean,
I have a new fate.
Today I have been reminded that the reason I have my whole hand is because someone else had nails through his.
And in His hand I rest peacefully, putting to death this old way of life.
As soon as I did I woke up in a grave, not knowing, not seeing I was walking around dead.
Wake up from the dead and Christ will shine on you.
As I climbed out of this grave, a new dawn has come.
He said "Pick up your cross and come follow me."
"Today I have become your Father."
