Sleeping Giant

Do you think he's had enough?
Or do you think he's had it?
Or has he had it up to here?
Smokes pouring out his ears

Do you think he sees me?
Or do you think he sees the world
Fractured into his enemies?
Won't pray on both his knees

Angry man he has no eyes
They've been gouged out
From the inside
The fear he feels is weaponized
The violence it is multiplied

But a mothers eyes they know no bounds
Wet and warm they watch the clouds
To see a child playing there
With scraped up knees and tangled hair

But though the grounds not safe no more
These weary waves will break the shore
The angry man will stop to rest
And we will don our sunday's best

From the rubble washed ashore
We'll build a room with just one door
Around the sleeping giant there
Where he will learn how to play fair

Do you think he sees me?
Or do you think he sees the world
Fractured into his enemies?
Won't pray on both his knees