Is it not true the sun outshines the stars Is it not true what's close appears so far Is it not true the earth doesn’t spin round the moon Is it not true anger is directed at you We clap for anger to hide our grief We clap for injustice to keep the peace We clap for ritual to cleanse us daily We clap for distraction to keep minds hazy An end to our sorrows is so close at hand An end to our suffering at others’ hands An end to our ceaselessly lollied minds An end to our penance for our crimes But will we accept pardon so complete But will we as ones with sin so replete But will we as ones so prone to compete But will we as ones too lazy to reap Accept the call to sow our palms Accept the call to drop our arms Accept the call to place our alms Accept the call to say our ohms To wave our branches for Hosanna To wave our flags for Heaven's manna To wave our hands ‘gainst pollyanna To wave our arms in prayer like Hannah
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