Saint Is Out of Date

Flesh is subtle…vulnerable… All scarlet-covered, under skin; The thin, hard smile of the harlot Tells how many have stormed in. We are spoon-fed careful lies, As they rewrite history, quash dissent, Say Oswald killed The President… Explode our towers before our eyes Wage wars and choke off Liberty… I cannot breathe…as you receive… Their lies as if from God Himself… As you stagger on, beneath the load They, greedy, place on you, I groan. One by one and two by two, Truth is what they give to you… Then a whisper -- what comes near Floating in the atmosphere? As a knife-edged threat is made, So we cower, made afraid. One by one and two by two, Truth is what they want it to… When they took your children away To fight the wars they lied to wage, You saluted the Flag, and silently Gave up Freedom -- for Freedom’s Sake-- One by one and two by two, Truth is what they tell you to… When they come and handcuff you Because you finally saw the truth ---Those Politicos playing for keeps-- who won--- They’ll slit your throat, and just move on. One by one and two by two What will you do, when they come for you? Dare a sinner aspire to saint? (Even though It’s Out of Date?) Armor my heart and melt the jewels of your attention into a sword for me, O God, that I might dare to be Brave for truth, O Majesty! One by one and two by two, Truth is what can make us new… JVB June 11, 1992 10:00 pm