Do you see the power that is oppressing me?
Have you heard the pundits saying who and why I am?
Do you, can you understand the language of my pain
Do you know if this sin will ever wipe itself away?
Listening to the questions of life at the table of discord.
Black, white, subjugate, indignant.
I took the spot by the still water where children came to play.
Screaming, jumping, running, taking in all the excitement of their day.
I knew the inevitable that would follow as the children left.
Silence fell and in the silence was the stillness of God.
I. If only we could laugh together With pure joy If only we could play together Running free If only we could trust and…
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