Materialistic progress is our present Pharaoh;
But our Moses has come to demand, Let my people go.
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Eyeless are we in Gaza, chained as slaves to the wheel
Of progress, with the threat of the bomb for our doom-seal.
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We are the displaced persons of the world, the dispossessed
We present protests and complaints, but no wrongs are redressed.
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We sat down by the River of Dust and made a new song
In praise of our Lord the Innkeeper whose wine is sweet and strong.
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The destination of all roads is the wineshop door.
Some are direct expressways, some wind round the seashore.
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The promise that was in ‘Tomorrows’ is fulfilled tonight.
Your face is the true form of the one eternal light.
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These down-at-heel companions of mine whose beat
Is from dust to the door of the wineshop in Love Street
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Do not feel too secure in your houses. Though they keep
The rains out, the Word prepares its speaking while you sleep.
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These rags have become too thin to keep out the wind that blows
Down from the mountain where the hearts of the eggheads froze.
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