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