Tour Day 955: See

Wave after wave 

Pounds upon the tender heart

Relentless, unceasing 

As we grow further apart. 

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How can we both observe

Indecency, injustice - so boldly. 

Saying we follow the Holy One

Yet treat another soul so coldly. 

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Mothers cry out, babies suffer

Our blind eyes to their woes.

Not unlike the old Pious ones

Staying safely in their homes. 

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Lord Jesus aimed his fury those

Putting first their own tradition.

Greater Love, not old Laws

The downcast was His Mission. 

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There is always a reminder,

Believing I follow so perfectly.

How far from Grace and Love

Blinded by pride we cannot

See.