a shadow frightened the crowd
as you set your hands to guard your face
and ward off sounds tapping in your brain

see their cry is for you Lord always for you
and it breaks forth from the stillest voice
from bodies at once dead yet breathing
hoping for a big ear that hears
and patience to live long enough to see
vengeance and love yes vengeance and love
while the shadows of fate hang loosely overhead
ready to drop like a net gathering the dead

yet hope ekes through the tears steadily falling
from failed ties and mouths ever crying on high
cries eating at my nerves grating them to movement
to dance midst the tears on which they slide
as i grab the cries and cry awaiting your coming