Redemption
Are there any prophets left?
In this day and age
Do we have a sage?
What happened to the rest?
-- Hunted as bait and slain --
Now no one wants to step up to the plate
A prophet of a modern day
Here in year 2008
Persecute or crucify
People of this world I’m not afraid to die
-- Die for a cause –
Better than with no purpose at all!
Now let us pause on that “cause”…..
..The prophets of today are afraid
Afraid to be slain
Like all the others since the beginning
Will they speak up? I’m afraid not
You see, secretly, they tell me
Shut up fool or you will be
Number one-hundred
And thirty-three
Then so be it! I will not quit!
Whether I pick up a gun
Or pick up this pen
It will be you recognizing your life’s end
I am with the Rising Son
Penance you will begin
Or suffer a death ever so grim
A lesson learned through experience
-- Blinded before I could see –
Why me, oh God, why me?!
Why must I suffer? What’s it going to be?
This is no protest
For your decision I humbly accept
But allow me if I may, I do confess,
I’ve suffered more than most of the rest.
My reward lies in “heaven”
How I live determines how I get it:
I prefer heaven on earth
With the love of a woman
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