Chris liked this poem so we thought we would post it!
Can you feel it coming?
Can you feel it stirring?
Can you feel it shaking everything?
This is the hour---this is the generation.
There's people standing.
There's a voice that's sounding.
There's a banner being raised for righteousness.
This is the hour---this is the generation.
Revolution---we're taking ground.
Revolution---we won't bow down.
Revolution---let the trumpet sound.
Revolution now!
We will fight to the death.
Worthless idols we detest.
Let the army's anthem roar,
Holiness to the Lord.
[written by a graduate from the Brownsville School of Ministry as song lyrics. In Michael Brown's REVOLUTION, p.11]
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