Zion gate stands
Full of bullet holes
Majestic and strong
Stormed by troops
Reclaiming their land
Acting as God’s hand
Now they feel
That God is gone
And they are giving away their land
How many times
Have battles been won
By sacrifice and cost
And then the war lost
By self-centered greed
Tossing out the sacrifice
Luxuries claimed
Living high on others
That died for their gain
Too many times
The weak link
Earns a place in the sun
Leadership given not earned
Based upon the desire
To build a life of style
Then too late learn
The gate is undone
And all their gains are gone
01/06/04 Clay Corvin