Who or what can rise from Jesus’ grave
When holiness has been destroyed or died
In what blessed water shall we bathe?
If there be a judgement,who is tried?
The rich got richer,what a cliche here!
The poor and humble infected in their will
We are no better, they have made it clear
They will accept no more and yearn to kill.
Who’s destroyed they care not as they push
Our so called culture nearer to the brink
Indeed they seem to feel an intense rush
To raise up fools who can’t use pen and ink.
Is it LSD or ecstasy?
Will they see his wild duplicity
How my heart sings 