There’s a new man with a old plan
on the corner of a crowded street he stands
in sunny skies or rainy nights
but feels all alone
Small hands raise high touch eternal sky
Feels real strength blooming fresh banzai
flowing through time finally due
swells spirit roar
Hope fires high old stone in wet eyes
With the word of the good book by his side
Text and verse so well-rehearsed
It’s time to step up
Won’t preach from fear or in judgment
He’ll face both here but now unafraid
to tell deaf ears their life is a masquerade
He believes
so he speaks
Heard the word of God in a prison yard
Now speaking out certain of just cause
and so contends their once again
because he cares
Signed in time on the dotted line
Heard bright sounds from new wind chimes
Blowing through old sense of true
saving his soul
Feels real might of what is right
People laugh ‘go home and get a life’
His life won’t roam from one true home
Coming soon
Passing cars splash mud on his torn jeans
Passers-by find pubs for cold beer
He stands outside their club
Praying one day they’ll hear
He believes
so he speaks
Tremendous..
Every time one reads,
it speaks in deeper tones. Lovely 😚
Phenomenal