Countering the Ethics of Peddling Hope - with Crucified Faith and Apocalyptic Love
I saw God out on the block today
He was darker than the preachers say
With a teardrop tattooed on His face
And dirt in His fingers.
I heard angels when He laughed the way
That people do when they have known true pain
For His sins I don’t know who’s to blame
What choice was He givin’?
In this world that we’re livin’