Sinking Ships

Feeling so tired, feeling so misunderstood
My sails are weary, my ship will sink for good
Endless conversations, social inequalities
My brothers and sisters subjected to this hierarchy

You're a false prophet embodied by your own self-serving greed
You bring hope to its knees
In your system, a system built on pride - the evidence mounts against kingdom's side

I won't let, the hungry stand alone
Each of your voices has a mouth tightly sewn

My walls torn down to give what I own
I'll stand to neighbor, I'll rise to make you known

I'll speak for justice, to carry your lament home
Press through this judgment and fight power with love

Sinkings ships and sewn tight lips
My heart will win, my love will reign



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Poore
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