Born to suffer
Those above them
Sought to prosper
Saw creation
Saw improvements to be made

Purer products mined and offered
Empty promise to relieve them
From their suffering
Made them suffer worse instead

Unto hunger
Now to hunger unto filth
Left them filthy into trenches
Bent impenitence
For what
The station born to them
With more for them to bear by far

Believing help would come?
Someone above to drive the car?

Born to suffer planted gardens
Those above created ash and to the ground
Onto cherry and viburnums sent it downward to obscure them
From the Sun they in the process magnified

Fire burned to death
And water died of thirst
The earth interred itself inside itself
The wings of birds reversed
The deer went backwards through the goldenrod
The camera holding frame for us
No one there to witness
Or adjust

One, two, three, four
Did we get what we wanted?
Did we get what we deserve?
Will God forgive us?
Will God forgive us?
Do we get another chance?
Do we get another chance?
Do we get another chance?

Succumb to heat
Succumb to power
Born to suffer
Plant a garden
Flowers grow

And when I see what I see today
It's very, very frustrating to me
Disturbing, and it's no wonder
Our society is as it is today in our nation
And yet, you know that people unless they change
And become concerned about one another and
And that's the disturbing thing
Here we are, richest nation perhaps in the world
And yet, we are the poorest
And as I think about all of that
I look at my grandkids
And I look at other people's children
And I wonder what
What kind of tomorrow they really will have