Let Us Have A Church Of Wisdom Poem by Mark Heathcote

Let us have a parliament of crows in power that echo
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Let us have ourselves an assembly of doves cooing
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

It has come to something when the dividing majority rule
When cruel dictators evict their own victorious liberators
It has come to something when the dreams of the free are corrupted
When the counsel of the innocent they're always crushed.

Let us have a community of neighbours waving, welcoming—hellos
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Let us have a church of wisdom that strengths and entitles the young,
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

It's come to something when children die still just a fledgling
When the battle field is a city, a subway, a school
It's come to something when all divergent rivers are poisoned
When oceans are curdling and choking unable to breathe.

Let us have a an ark with a bow that stretches across the world
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Let us have a future that doesn't yoyo between wealth and destruction
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
When all this living is over,
Let's hope it ends with a happy forgiving amen.
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, amen.