I Talk Him Reverently Into Virtue's Endeavor

I have seen the decaying city blocks bring up the rotting youth.

I have seen the caged bird die before it can sing.

I have seen injustice swing its fists at truth.

I will see the defeated eyes of the fallen King. 

 

You will see me make life thrive again.

 

 
 
 

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