A Seat On the Bus
Standing out there in the cold so many people waiting for the bus
Some were young and some old but none of them making a fuss
They were headed off to Washington D.C. many a sign in their hand
As those who don't agree are the same one's who don't understand
They set aside this particular day in order to stand up for the unborn
Some of them just go there to pray beyond the eye of all that scorn
As they march right up to the capitol just imagine the angels above
Saying it to be of God's Will, responding with the quite peace of love
In being a big believer in prayer I know they are going to win this war
But to this day it isn't fair as America has again murdered 3,000 more
But I speak of consequence as you can't go on destroying His Creation
A storm that is truly immense is quickly headed for this chosen nation
Will the tide finally ever withdraw and the nightmare of 62,000,000 end
Or will we eventually just fall in not hearing the message these signs send
As once again they're waiting on that bus this time to take them all away
Yet once again no one was making a fuss in just reflecting upon this day
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2015
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