I am the fool...

I am the fool who called herself wise among the wise;
I am the fool who believed in love when violence ruled;
I am the fool who planted hope in the soil of conflict;
I am the fool who danced in front of Kings who hanged me.

I am dark...

I am dark yet my mother loves me,
She holds me close to her breasts;
And there I see a white world,
When the known world turned black.

Grace Stood...

Upon this shore i stood to see
Grace thrown abt for all those flee.
The running, the wicked , the perished ones,
He chose to tell them grace took them all..

There upon the rock standin tall amidst waves,
Grace stood upright, alight and true faced,
The waves crawled upto her knees , it crackled with laughter,
It sang the song of sin wrapped around its neck against grace,
But she stood stil and whispered love that transcends
The hangmans noose , the darkened cellar.

Grace stood and won amidst the waves,
Grace stood and stands amidst the waves,
Grace stood,
Grace stood,
And grace still stands without fail.