I wonder if the angels weep
For those who have no place to sleep
Or cry for those who writhe in pain
With nothing left to lose or gain ?
Can it be so that we are meant
To never know where honor went
Or why our lives are meaningless
With naught to rise to our defense ?
My heart is sad it wants to smile
I’m tired of the fractious guile
I beg the Lord open our eyes
That we may greet a new sunrise !