Wilderness

The worms don't seem to mind
On which side I fight
Despite all of the bombs and bodies
The crickets still call out at night
It's with this

Display of apathy

That I believe that God is laughing
At all of us who think
We can pray our way out of
Serving as each
Other's wrath of God
It's with our

Display of apathy

That I believe that God
Has steered
The wickedness of us
Inward on itself
For all the year's we've held
The pleasures of this life to ourselves
It's with our

Display of apathy

That we have been gathered
Like cattle
To fields of forlorn
The retributory Wilderness

I'm so tired
I want to come home
I'm so tired
I want to come home



Credits
Writer(s): Derick Thompson
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