Turn

The beat goes on as does my heart’s song
I can see you running into a throng
Like someone that would stand amidst them
So that they not be harmed not even their hem

Just as I have done where I am at forever
Peace all around and no one is the wiser
How else could the Father tolerate this further
I stand among you unharmed and alive for her

But I ask that your patience be held close
This world is going to get a dose
Of a necessary intervention to clean up and burn
The evil that has persisted before my turn

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