MAY I BE SO BOLD AS TO ASK—WHERE WERE YOU?
YOU MAY LOSE YOUR “SOUL” TO ANSWER
A YOUNG BROTHER ROLLS, DIES, AND SCREAMS IN PAIN—
ANGUISHED—WHERE ARE YOU—AS LIFE SLIPS FROM HIS BODY
HE WONDERS—WHERE ARE YOU?
JUST MAYBE he is calling on GOD—MAYBE he is calling on A FRIEND
OR JUST MAYBE IN PAIN—HE IS CONFUSED—OR MAYBE ALL OF THIS.
WE CAN TRUTHFULLY SAY THAT WE WERE NOT THERE FOR HIM,
BUT WE WERE TEHRE FOR THE REST
With SHELTERS, SOUP KITCHEN, MEDICAL RESOURCES and
OTHER NEEDED SOLUTIONS
SO WHEN WE LIE DOWN AT NIGHT, WE REST A LITTLE SAFER—
SLEEP A LITTLE BIT LONGER—KNOWING THAT WE CARED FOR
SOMEBODY This DAY
OUR DREAMS PONDER—ANSWERING THE CALL:
I WAS THERE FOR YOU MAN—I WAS THERE FOR YOU