Psalm 53

 

A fool walks around believing

There is no God

As if they are free to mistreat others

 

God looks around at the rich and powerful

Seeking one, just one

Who sincerely tries to follow him

He struggles

Can’t even seem to find one

Who is doing the right thing

 

They commit crimes

Against my people

In MY name

 

They devour my people

As a vulture devours a carcass

 

They build expensive prisons

Intent on re-enslaving young black men

For petty crimes that are worthy of only

A slap on the hand for others

Lives are destroyed

An entire generation

Lost

Too few sons

Too few fathers

Too few husbands

 

Those who eventually escape the system

Are undereducated, unemployable

They have no hope, no training

Branded as criminals

They are destined to return

To bondage

 

Those who perpetrate

These crimes against my people

Know they are wrong

Yet continue

It feels so hopeless

 

Yet, I know God watches

He will end the bondage of my people

Once again

The brothers will rise up and be strong

Breaking their yokes

Dropping their weapons

Caring for their families

And we as a nation

Will rejoice