Yesterday's Circus

One day, words will willfully transform into action A set of syllables will slip from tongue to reaction One day, speech and rhetoric will become living, moving, breathing Verbal expression exceeding to external, significant being And today is that day One day, my black and white world will fully wane away Until living color is both inwardly and outwardly arranged Our lives, a soaked painting, absorbing, bleeding, dripping hues That spill over the lines, for we live in liberty! (and conformity, we lose) Today is that day The day when the Spirit-cloud rains down, down Drenching, filling, flooding, in abundance He is found In empty hands and empty souls; on parched lands and filthy, useless tools And these fields will be new once again Our year of Jubilee These cold, darkened streets with blackened silhouettes Filled with wandering ghosts and dimly lit cigarettes A shadow world-reality with little light or warmth Will stumble from fearful night and step boldly forth These streets, a repulsive reflection of a sickly circus Superficial spotlights on clustering gangs of careening clowns Counting their money behind a stage of tricks and dramatics Children—controlled animals—have lost innocent smiles to costly frowns Babies riding elephants, following the drive to power Flaming hoops stacked, like a Babbel-nonesense tower Acrobats freefalling without the faithfulness of a partner Tightrope walkers tiptoe on the ground so they "make it" farther These circus-streets, filled with desperate foolery Will step from the shadows and reality will be seen In that day, fools will recognize true beauty and remove prostitute-makeup Street clowns will stop fighting and wipe blood from their eyes Exhausted set-up crews will stop sleeping and wake up Begging freaks will find their worth; hunger will be no demise The circus tent will come crashing down to the ground Artificial colors, cages of “bars,” and costumes will lie uselessly around And finally, out of the dust will arise fiery, impassioned priests, Genuinely serving the revered One with self-sacrifice and joyous feasts …Today is that day