Gimme Strength
He struts into the room
He drives away the crowd
He pierces you down with his stare
Your prayer screams right out loud --
Oh, Lord
Gimme strength with this man
The mongoose and the cobra
The pitbull and its prize --
Nature has no mercy
The hunter needs not a disguise
Oh, Lord
Gimme strength with this man
I crawled beneath the barbed wire
Somewhere in East Beirut
The mines and friendly fire
My captors in pursuit
I made it home okay
I thought that it was safe
One day my doorbell rang
Now every night, I pray:
Oh Lord,
Gimme strength with this man
He could've been your cousin
Could be your brother too
Your psychedelic uncle
Who likes to prank and fool
In a better world you'd find him
Smiling, laughing, loving
But here in the yard, he watches from towers
And leads you into the oven
Copyright © Keith Dovoric | Year Posted 2020
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