Redemption Afar...

Those who sent their men to war
Still wait, forever wait
Their return at full moon.
Those whose men returned long ago
Still wait, forever wait
To be issued with their fortune.

We hoped amidst the struggle
Our blood shall dry not, but sprout
Into long-bearing palm trees of joy
As we wrestled with nightmares
As we remained awake to see dreams
We marched into death with pride!

A messiah rose from shadows then
Throned at twilight
And our song of glory waned...
He quickly fell asleep
And skies opened for rain to beat us!

We think we've arrived in Canaan
Every time we throne a king
Only to realize we're still on thresholds of Egypt
Fortune comes not with ease
You must open your thighs, know people, and fill one's stomach
To taste the kingdom of your dream
Fortune comes not with ease...

Our stars have been silenced
So into darkness we wander, condemned
Waiting, forever waiting
The beautiful ones to be born;
Upon the kingdom promised.

For even the shepherds in cathedrals,
Those chosen few to look after us
Can't stand hunger and thirst--
They scramble for sheep,
Sell to us salvation;
Whilst eating us with relish
Without violence robbing us!

(c) wafula p'khisa
-Thigh of an Elephant-