She spoke to me
In the silence of my heart
Clear as a bell
Soft as a whisper
A message for all of you to hear
A message of love and peace
But you are hard of hearing
Drowning in the noise of your sorrow
That you prefer the battle

To those who profit off the people
Give it all back to the poor
Restore their dignity
Look to them for the rising star
The one shines light in your darkness
For the poor exist to serve the Lord
And know His love in chords
The Lord is with them
To the graves you put them in
So do to them what you will
You will be rewarded accordingly
By an unfathomable power