We are weary yet reminded
michael young
We are weary O God
It seems
It feels
As if
There is no talk of freedom for the oppressed
There is no talk of freedom for the hurting
There is no talk of care or compassion
There is no talk of peace
There is only talk of separation
Annexing nations
There is talk of war
On human services
Snatching bodies
Of empire building
The only language we hear
Are speeches from a bully
We are weary Great Spirit
O children of Mine
Do not hold on to weariness
Do not listen to the voices of destruction
Do not listen to the voices of despair
You know that I am still speaking
In the voices of the freedom seekers
In the voices of the justice prophets
In the voices
Of those who are saying no
To tyranny and oppression
Listen to the vibrations
Echoing in the Divine voice of the universe
Echoing in the sounds of creations
Echoing in the sounds of those gathered
Echoing in tellers of truth
Who are standing up
Speaking out
In the voices of the poets
In the voices of those prophets of peace
We are on a journey you and I
A journey along the Way towards new life
A journey along the Way towards compassion
A journey along the Way towards transformation
A journey along the Way towards Co-creation
Weary are we all
We
Keepers of love
Caretakers of compassion
Carriers of the spark
Listen
We are still speaking
Listen
Can you hear them
Voices of declaration
Choruses of proclamation
Our universal language
Is never silent
Listen
Angels singing
Songs of a new day
Songs of new hope
Songs for the weary
Songs of new horizons
Listen
Ballads of beauty
Sonnets of spring
Words of warmth
Listen
Can you hear
Their voice
Divine Creator
Great Spirit
Caretaker of souls
Giver of our spark
As we journey
They remind our soul
Speak to our spirit
Tune your good ear
To Our voice
Listen
My voice
Of eternal love is louder
Listen!