Go On

This is my prayer for the people
All the people (and the other people too)
In between the times:
To the place where time won't turn
We will turn and go on
Turn and go on
Turn and go on
We will be the people
We have got to turn on
For the first and the final time
We are resolved
To avoid the automatic ceremonies of destruction
We are convicted
With the evidence of a cosmic spring
We are converted
In the blinding light of homeless eyes
When the aphrodisiacal scent of news begins to tease
We will be chaste
We will be poor
When our hungers urge a little more
And when we are called down the mountain
To burn
To drown
To be swallowed up
To evaporate
We will obey
Because life is stronger than pain
And love is greater than wrath
When our very bodies resonate with the overtones of war
We will produce silence
We will defy aggression when it comes disguised as liberation
Violence dressed as duty
Greed cloaked in prosperity
Vengeance tarted with justice
There will never be another word about nature
Detached from nature
Not another word of loveless truth
From pious morons
We will say no prayers that we cannot answer
God is watching us
Watching in us
Hearing us and in us
And makes the watching-hearing itself
And God says
This is not the first night
You weren't there on the first night
And it won't return
It turned to go on
Turned to go on
Turned to go on
There is a new first day
And it's got to turn on
For the first and final time
When there will never be another tomorrow
When the present hour is as precious as the first
When the child that runs around us
Will not grow old
But become a child again.