Zion gate stands
Full of bullet holes
Majestic and strong

Stormed by troops
Reclaiming their land
Acting as God’s hand

Now they feel
That God is gone
And they are giving away their land

How many times
Have battles been won
By sacrifice and cost
And then the war lost
By self-centered greed

Tossing out the sacrifice
Luxuries claimed
Living high on others
That died for their gain

Too many times
The weak link
Earns a place in the sun

Leadership given not earned
Based upon the desire
To build a life of style

Then too late learn
The gate is undone
And all their gains are gone

01/06/04   Clay Corvin