A prophet in a strange land, a sinner in a wasteland
a beggar staggering aimlessly
but knowing poverty firsthand.
A young excited couple walking hand in hand.
They walked across the surging water
to a far and distant land.
They saw the saints of Mammon
glowing brightly on the Strand
clutching their commission in their crippled hand.
They watched Israeli fighters strafe the holy land.
They saw a crucifixion but did not take a stand
lost and bewildered, they did not understand
that there must be more to justice
a whole lot more than just us
if we are to take command.
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