A Day In the Sun
I long for silence
a day in the sun
when all these harsh whispers
are quiet and undone
I hear an angel somewhere
calling falling
softly in his rage of flight
burning out in the twilight
A prayer in silence is a blessing
a life lived hard through the testing
what can the blind be missing
when god is in the art of kissing
A portrait of a saint
a face in the mirror
my heart in hand
my love inferrior
A tree comes down
a tree now dead on ground
i heard it cry yesterday
now no sound or anything to say
Is this the earth i wanted to save
full of broken hearts and unmarked graves
I bled so long, i've done such wrong
every broken life was a job well done
Soldiers in handbags
sally forth sally forth
a cross in a fist
to show you god's worth
I guess it makes some sense
for some to show some recompense
for all the things they had done
oh god the things they had done
For just one day of silence
a day in the sun
where I didn't hear a gunshot
when we weren't killing someone
Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2006
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