How hard is it to speak a kind word
To someone in need?
Especially if they are in a situation,
That is a duplication
Of one of your own?
Would it have made a difference to you
When you weathered your storm?
By spiritual law, Aren’t you now required?
To lead the masses through
The issues that you’ve passed?
Or are you too wrapped up in
Whatever you have going on now?
The peace you had,
Was just a piece and did not last.
Perhaps it could not grow,
Because you did not plant it, my love?
You did not place it in the strong firmament.
You did not water it,
You did not bring it to the light.
You did not nurture it,
You did not shelter it
From the cold at night.
You were supposed to turn it
From a few to many
And feed others,
So that they could do the same,
And instead of walking with our hands held out,
We would be walking in a field of dreams.
you do, what we have often done.
We pluck it, put it on display.
Either hide it from the sun
Or show it off for fun
Taunt the ones who don’t have one.
And judge, why they werent able to receive it.
If I told you that their destruction
Was really one of your own
Facing withdrawals from a sweet chant
Would you believe it?