Blood

Justice is being held hostage at the hands of an amoral Culture
Vultures we feed off of the deceased and we have been Filled with a color filtered disease called racism
Complacency has taken a stronghold on the strong and We have cut the tongues off of them all
Silence sounds forth loudly from the temples and Sacrifices come at a poor man's price
Its nice when we can blame the poor for our sins
We are spread so thin I don't know where to begin

Trading God for Gold
Freedom for shackles
Hate for Love
Abandoned the Gospel

Let us return with urgency
Give up our idols
Stand up speak out stop being idle
Head rush from from a bloodstream of pride
Depressed from the fear to inevitably die

Pill popping society
Salesmen selling false proprietaries
Placing trust in politics
Removing Ethics from policies
Mistreatment of minorities
Law has more importance than people we have twisted Priorities

Children or victims
They observe our inconsistencies
They see our inhumanity, and feel the fire that burns our Own society
Wheres the awareness
Wheres the zeal that should burn at the sight of Unfairness
Abortion is always murder yeah I said it
Life matters outside the womb too don't forget it

I dont see what you see because I see the beauty that God created
Not some rejection of color rhetoric that undermines the Love of the creator
God sees us fully for who we are and loves us infinitely
We see each other in limited lenses and love each other Circumstantially
God provided access to the heavenly through humility
Let us return to back to an immutable respect and love For all humanity

Dont give me that fake love
That smile to your face but got bitterness and hatred Boiling in your blood love

I dont want your platitudes and peacekeeping
Theres a line between peace makers and confrontation Avoiding cowardice leeches and fakers

Make no mistake that's totally me
I know me better than I know you so if I seee it in you it Means Ive got it too

Mirror yourself before casting condemnation
But then take the speck the hell out of your brothers eye Because he needs restoration
We need resurrection we need resuscitation
We focus and obsess on elections
When we really should focus more on our own problems And questions that we run and hide and suppress and Dent and scratch and claw and fight and lie just to Explain away and justify all the things we lock away and Keep inside

Thats a note that's to the side
Im sick and tired but I need to breathe
I need reminded that love and joy arent my enemy

We should have love for our flaws and imperfections
We should have enough grace to allow our mistakes to Teach us lessons
We should deny ourselves for the sake of our neighbor
We should make room for those without a seat at the Table
Jesus washed the very feet of even the one who betrayed Him