Balaam's Ass

Revelation to a nation as you buy a ticket to your final destination “Coach class!” said Balaams’ ass “can you not see you cannot pass”? Insight into man’s plight an answer perhaps for the harvests’ blight Nothing new that is not skew twisted words ‘bout the innocent you slew Prayer mats rolled to compass point as was told by men of old Love and Mercy Has passed you by As that Man Appears up high Don’t bow your head But bow your knee To the only One that sets you free