I am in this place where madness dwells
silly hearts and social ills.
With a heavy heart to take a stand
things that matter on just one hand.
The grace of God will save us all
not before we take the fall.
Who will rise with us to heal the brave
of an unfinished project  I started today.
Conviction, compassion more enveloping than anger, I think not.
To battle to death those things that rot.
Gather the masses and ethics appeal  
look to tomorrow, instead of feel.
Oh, the anguish and dread
how I wish I were dead.
I will pray for our souls that all can be saved
never to  sanction a life depraved.
All who oppose and stutter and flail
cry and mourn when they see they have failed.
Ride the wind and look to the sky
before you cast down and begin to cry.
We will stand together, or not at all
be united or take the fall.