There’s trouble in the world
for every boy and girl
in a melt-down techno garden
where despair doth daily harden.
Yeah, the ever-widening gyre
of trouble v. desire
spins a slue of evolutions
and then several revolutions
before casting off its payload power
dragging down our terror tower
of trouble by the hour
and pain by the pound
through waves of light and sound.
Just look around
and you will discern it
as believing you do earn it:
a Faith that glides above it
past the Fate that conspides to shove it.
Yes, in believing you will earn it
as in believing you discern it:
from the Enabler who bestows it
as our enabled lives do show it
through the making and the breaking
the moving and the shaking
the ever widening gyre
of trouble v. desire
spins a slue of evolutions
toward an ultimate solution
but you gotta believe it
in order to retrieve it.
Surprise surprise
there it was all along
hanging on a prayer and a song
the one who got nailed to a tree
rose above it all for you and me.
But you gotta believe it
to retrieve it.
Selah.
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