We
love to sing of amazing grace
Our
hearts beat faster as we do
Yet
walls, so tall
Block
farmers all
From
figs and crops their own
The
guns seem to grow like weeds they say
And
violence plays its tune
We
love our grace but
Live
in fear
Of
those we’re called to love
Hold
hands they say is love for all
Yet
if two men show love
Hold hands or kiss we hold them out
Where
is that amazing grace?
Now
where or where is that grace we seek
Or
where is that universal love
The
church you say, is that really so
If
all are not welcome there?
So
tell me now where is that grace
Compassion,
love and peace?
Wake
up my friends, it’s very nearby,
Just
look in the mirror now.
From: Warrior Poets you can receive your copy on Amazon.com, Kindle .com or Createspace.com
this poem is by ko shin Bob Hanson
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