He said to love your enemy
But that’s not what the world tells me
and by what authority does God think He can tell me who to love?
There’s a riot in Baltimore
Bullet shells blanket concrete
fire consumes the pharmacy
everyone riot – it’s judgment day
grasp the gavel
illegitimately it falls
He said to love our enemies
He said to love them all
Now! Now! Now is when they want justice
The hate they say they hated is the same hate they hurl at SWAT
Teams of people line streets
Blaming economics and politics
Praising God on Sunday but come Monday
Bricks fly through the sky at “HE DESERVED IT.”
A King once asked a question:
If you only love those who love you back,
what good are you? Anyone can do that.
Have you ever loved an enemy?
Have you turned the other cheek?
Have you ever felt the pressure in your heart building,
heard the sounds of your soul screaming, tears pouring
out of the skin, deodorant failure
emergency exits shatter
water emits from eyes, have you swallowed pride
and your face stings on each side?
I could hit the easy button on this weapon
But head bowed, knees bent, both hands on stinging cheeks
I have waited years and weeks
The sun shining the same on the good and evil
And refused to pick up an illegitimate gavel.
We are not judges, there is only one.
By what authority should we love everyone?
The same one that caused Stephen to stand
as they stoned him, he fell to his knees and said
Lord don’t hold this against them
What power compelled an innocent man to hang from a cross?
I mean you always ask why bad things happen to good people,
But that has only happened once.