Jesus was only the first
Whoa,
everybody wants to belong
everything I say is wrong
What can I do,
when you don't understand a word.
They use that name in vain
They say if you don't know Jesus
you are cursed.
Was there a purpose,
A reason,
Was it easy,
What is joy
Is there a season
did you ever walk by
someone with no hope
and wished you could help
but felt you couldn't
and felt vexed
and just moved along
it ain't easy being defenseless,
being poor, being downtrodden,
for any reason, whoever you are,
you see it in others
you see it in different species
where you can relate
It's very old
and horribly true
no matter what you invent
to mask the tragedy
Once,
there was this Mother Teresa
And they said, she didn't help
- you could put this all in the back of your mind
somehow
it had to come down to the collective mind
literally, that's what they said, those corporate giants,
Those techies,
bitcoin's and AI's - or maybe it was an A1 sauce
on a barbeque pit
cooked up on the East side of Chicago
where kids die by stray bullets every week
and it never makes the news.