KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE PRIZE---HOLD ON!

Shadowed behind the invisible wall,

Moored on the outskirts of the dream,

We continue to wallow in self-style demise—

Faking an aged old illusion of walking tall:

Hoping no one realizes, things are not as they seem.

Pity, how we think we’re all well, wealthy and wise.

Meanwhile, let us continue to struggle to keep the children

From straying;

Let us wrap them in the love that still prevails beneath the shroud

Of despair;

Let us grasp the language they speak—that all may hear and understand

What we’re all saying—

That we may keep hope alive—with unshaken trust and audacious prayers

We’re praying.

Know—if God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son,

Believe—God’s love will surly bless us with justice and liberation won.