In the dark midnight of wounded sorrow
Rage runs rampant through bitter streets,
Rushing between high, impassive buildings,
Ramming itself along like a flood,
Seeking weaknesses and gaps to
Push through, fill up, tear apart,
Until reaching the receptive reservoir of forgiveness.
Love opens up, drowning the fury in its depths.
As anger pours in, living water overflows
Sending healing back through the same channels,
Quenching rage, soothing bitterness,
Softening the cold, hard buildings until
A community glows with renewal and
The darkness disappears, slipping away
In the dawn’s revealing light of life as
Daybreak bursts forth with new-found hope!
