Sunday, April 5, 2020

palm sunday

i feel like i’m walking to my death
I am walking to my death

why all this celebration?
we must celebrate the end of all things

there are so many things still need doing
it’s been a long day

why am i surrounded by strangers
i must find my family

all my tomorrows are too loud
i’m so very tired

this doesn’t feel like victory
and what does victory look like

maybe i don’t really have a pure heart
i’m so easily deceived

one day all will be revealed
all will be well
                       all will be well