People walking to and fro
Thinking they know where to go

As the sun rises and sets
Some of us have not arrived yet…

To the place that God’s destiny calls
For some of us continue building walls

Against race, creed, color, and religion
Needing a much clearer vision

Blurred by the faces of dead presidents
Taking up vacant space—building a new residence

In men’s minds, souls and hearts
Leaving no place to end or start

For those people walking to and fro
Still not knowing which way to go

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