Many are missing,
Where can they be?
They are standing beside us,
Why won't we see?

Who are these people
Who cause us concern?
And what is the issue
That we all must soon learn?

From where are they missing?
How bad can it be?
They are missing from our table
Where they should deservedly be.

They are the hungry
And the food insecure,
They might be our neighbors
Who are trying to endure.

A smile snaked across his lips
his beady eyes delivered stares
He swivelled thrusting hips
and smoothed his greasy hair

His dance was calculated
to excite her little mind
To draw her in, close enough
not a thing to hide behind

A mask of good intentions
"Surely you will see...
just thought that I would mention
your best choice, would be me"

He's smooth of tongue and reason
it's always worked before
She should fall for him, why not ?
He's everything and more

Father
Your face I see
Urging me to be free
Assisting me to change my ways
My Dad

Through evoking words of ancestral wisdom,
Combining the emotion within the wills form,
We empower the actions of our sacred mission,
Upon a destiny to which our soul was sworn.

As the stars descend from the cosmic skies,
And a fire lights within our nature and heart,
A lone angel in heaven lets out his soul cries,
The twilight of the end times is now to start.