25 Hour Watch

The storm has reached its highest peak
My strength is at an end
Although my light keeps me upright
The fiber does not mend
And now again my way is barred
Not by stone walls before
A soul now nearly numb beholds
One Nation, all at war
Among the masses
Anger, grief, hate, fear, and strife
And yet in every one I see
Struggling rays of life
Upon a mountain they don’t see
Each drop of sweat they throw
And on their pain-filled struggles
This storm is given strength to grow

Looking up upon the mountain’s height
The center of the storm
By lightning, in sharp relief is seen
Many a human form
For a moment they are all I see
Veiled smiles on each face
It is for their security they fuel
The Rodent’s Race
In fighting each other
Citizens of One Nation do not see
One Nation, once indivisible
Has been made no longer free

The light within is burning hot
It blazes white again
I must help We The People
Retake their rights again
The mount of mud for which
Our labors are bled from us is wrong
Our labors, by their nature
Are OURS, that we may live and thus be strong
If the Powers That Be
Use not well power that was Ours to give
It is Our sacred duty to take it back, that We might live
The darkness keeps so many from seeing
The evils to them done
It is now my task to share the light
The battle has begun!