streamline the fault
nothing burns like chaos
not when angels glare down
bursting out tears like water gun flames
to take pity and yet to shame
to breathe life into the lost
to understand lifting up
the clay clouds crumble with intensity
shaking ground cannot waver
not when the corrupt are gone
when freedom seals the fates of many
to sink and yet to swim
to bring reasoning into the unknown
to understand lifting up
storm drives down to earth
and we look up at the rain
not to be sad at the downpour
but to bask in the shadows of hope
to break and yet to mend
to seep glory into the meek
to understand lifting up
5/11/2010
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