Children of the Dust

CHILDREN OF THE DUST FROM THE DUST WE WERE BORN FROM THE DUST WE WERE GIVEN LIFE WE WERE CRAFTED INTO BEINGS CRAFTED TO WALK THIS SOIL AND BREATH THIS AIR TO ENJOY AND REAP THE FRUITS OF THIS SOIL GIVEN TIME WE EVOLVED FROM OUR RAW SELVES AND DEVELOPED INTO GREAT BEINGS SOME ARE IN THE AIR FLOATING WITH THE COUDS SOME ARE THE STARS OF THE SKIES ONLY WE THE CHILDREN OF THE DUST REMAIN IN THE DIRTY SOIL ONLY WE THE CHILDREN OF THE DUST DO NOT EVOLVE ONLY WE THE CHILDREN OF THE SOIL DO NOT SEE THE STARS ALL WE SEE IS THE DARK SKY WE KNOW NOT OF SOMETHING CALLED HAPPINESS, JOY OR SMILE OUR MOUTHS ARE TENSE TO PRODUCE A SMILE OUR EYES ARE BLIND TO SEE THE LIGHT OUR LEGS ARE WEAK TO STAND ON THIER OWN WE NEED A SHOULDER TO STAND UPON WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE DUST WE FOLLOW THE WHISTLES OF THOSE IN THE SKIES WE ARE SLAVES TO THE HEARTS OF THOSE ABOVE US THEY HAVE IMPRISIONED US WE ARE BEGGARS OF NOT ONLY FOOD BUT OF THE WORD AS WELL BEGGING TO BE FREED FROM THE WORLD OF DARKNESS IN WHICH WE LIVE IN ALL WE SEE WHEN WE LOOK IN THE SKIES IS ONLY THE DARKNESS WHICH BRINGS US DESPERATION DESPERATION OF FOOD HAPPINESS AND LOVE ONLY US THE CHILDREN OF THE DUST ARE CRAFTED TO REMAIN DIRTY OUR EYES ARE LIKE THE SPRING WHICH FOREVER FLOWS THE TEARS WE CRY HAVE NOW FILLED THE RIVERS OF THIS EARTH WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE DUST WE LOOKED UP THE SKIES IN SEARCH OF YOUR FACE BUT ALL WE SAW WAS THE EYES OF THOSE IN THE SKIES CALLING THEMSELVES GODS WE LISTENED AND LISTENED FOR YOUR VOICE BUT WE HEARD NOT YOUR CALLING WE WAITED FOR YOUR HAND TO PULL US OUT OF THE MUD WE CALL LIFE OUT OF THIS DUST THAT WE LIVE UPON ON THIS DARKNESS WE CALL DAY WE FALL DOWN AND WITH OUR DIRTY FACES WE LOOK UP AND ASK OUR CREATOR WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN US WHY HAVE YOU DEPRIVED US THE SKILLS TO EVOLVE THE SKILLS TO STAND TALL TO THE SKIES WHY ARE WE FOREVER THE CHILDREN OF THE DUST WE LIVE OUR DUSTY DARK DAYS WAITING FOR THE TIME WE ARE BURIED DEEP WITH THOSE WHO WERE IN THE SKIES