Ziggurats tower high above the world of diplomats and bureaucrats,
Above the clouds of earthen concerns of loud crowds of plutocrats,
Above republicans, democrats, and dealers in their corporate habitats,
Reaching up to heavenly borders where gods reside and angels abide,
Far from the clamor of dramatic glamour with no enamor, no upside,
And will we have to descend from this place we cannot comprehend
But love for the peace it affords to bind our chords to the world again?
And he’ll keep me warm and safe tonight against this unholy, frozen blight,
Frightening though it be for me, tightening of the throat, and face whitening,
You can trace the lines of fear of things far and near, and in my heart hear terror,
Except for the wings that cover me, bringing calm peace, singing serenity,
Giving me new identity in an absurd outpouring of love, mercy and grace.
When peace flows below like the subterranean river
And makes you quiver with delight in sight of everyone
Blessed are you so truly among the mortal throngs
Ne’er to be wrong in any choice, only reason to rejoice
Oh the price you pay today for happiness without satisfaction
For your joy is not joy, just a toy with which to fiddle like a riddle
But you can never solve this puzzle since you muzzled Wisdom
And drove her into the ground without a sound, pound for pound,
And you’ve taken leave of your sense, sit in a corner and grieve,
While fair young Peace stands ready to give you new lease on life
Not rife with pain without gain and no strife, gift of gold not cold
If only you’ll make bold to kneel and kiss his tender, lovely feet
And wrap tightly round him, within him, bound to him forever
And to never pay so high a price for what only looks to you nice
We have cried now for those who’ve died, but then we saw dreams walking
And then we heard hope talking, and watched new-found peace dawning
On the day of restoration after insurrection and so many years of frustration
Now we choose to make this home our home again as an invaluable treasure
To measure with vigilant care never sleeping, always keeping watch
Yes, the dark night has ended, by the light and grace of God, a new day dawning
With daunting challenges, yet with no more savage malic in high places
This is our day and time of hopeful anticipation, courageous dedication
Of holy purgation, and glorious acclamation with no condemnation
Yes, we’ve cried, but the nightmare is over, our dreams have been awakened
From where does evil come, to lurk so deep in the human heart?
From where or whom was born the dark art, this diabolic part?
Why does humanity so suffer, and where is the heavenly buffer?
Why so much sin that begins again and again with no end in sight?
And how do we fight our depraved nature, light our own dark path?
Why so many white-washed sepulchers in endless rows in sight?
And who hears the newborn cries of life as another aged dies alone?
Mark an appeal to the God of mercy amid the controversy of existence
In persistent chase after an answer without resistance, but assistance,
But how shall we know that holy quiesce never having tasted peace?
So comes the Prince of Peace to grant us lease on an eternity of serenity,
And joy without tears, fear, spears of war and battle gear for earthen drear
That day comes when love wins over hate, light begins to shine in darkness,
When goodness triumphs ore the bad, and gloom and sadness disappear
From the heart of humanity, and reason drives out all wrecking insanity,
And this day we work toward that so that day will, indeed, come to succeed,
And we cannot grow weary, frightened, or dismayed but advance with cheer
And determination in reclamation of our collective salvation . . . this day,
Then that day will surely come when love wins over hate, light ore darkness,
When the final fight is won, and faith, peace and goodness reign supreme
Better brighter days ahead with lighter laughter and stability,
Sweet dreams in sleep with streams of beauty and gentility,
Exciting ventures coming with inviting promises and affability,
Quieter nights so soon with mind-sights of peace and amenability,
Only wait till tomorrow and tomorrow will come with tranquility
Crying for peace, churning for goodwill, chasing another year
And will I see you there on the flipside, new ways in new days
Can we put our hearts on the line again to begin again, new again
And trust heaven will rain down on our drought-stricken souls
And leaven our sleep with better dreams, cream of the gods
After tears flowing for years to hear now a promise door open
To an altogether better future of love and nurture
And blessings from above
Conciliation instead of conflict,
My exaltation, your humiliation,
Degradation of all idealization,
Confining you to total isolation,
While everyone is God’s reflection
So pray for divine reconciliation,
In admission of no differentiation,
For we’re all wandering, searching,
Looking for a better home gathering,
In anticipation of soul-gratification