Those in my life who've made me outcast
Likely walk their days thinking of God's will
And don't hold themselves accountable for
Their lack of love, their faithlessness in following
The greatest calling of their creed.
It seems with ease they have put away from their minds
All the reaching my drowning arms tired of,
My salt-stained lips and red-rimmed eyes,
The ocean I loved battering me over again,
Lifted on a swell only to be dashed.
Yes, it has been a simple thing for their
Throats to be stopped up. For them to
Live as children of earth, swallowing the seeds
They are meant to fling.
Too easily offended, those who claim to be of grace,
I was lost to their priorities, the lies they tell
In actions neglectful, careless, slanderous
Compared to the words they sing