Dear Lord Friday It Is

Dear Lord:

Friday it is

And I’m feeling tired

Been a long week

And in this life I’m mired.

Got my wife,

Got my dog

Got my home

Livin’ high on the hog.

Love my kids

My own

My grands

Lovin’ some of those seeds we’ve sown.

My body’s feelin’ good

Most of my days

Some days though

I walk through a haze.

This world is not my home

A lot of folks sing

I kind of like it here

But let freedom ring.

Some of us are free

Some of us are not

Some live on a shoestring

‘bout all they got.

Folks like me

With skin that’s white

Feel more power

And that’s not right.

Jesus taught us

To love one another

That woman over there

Is someone’s mother.

Judge not

Based on the color of the skin

Let’s get it right

And do this again.

In the eyes of God

The One who made us all

All are worthy

And no one’s small.

Treat people with respect

Is that so hard to do

Gotta get it right

Before we’re through.

There’s hope I feel

When I see the young

Caring for each other

Like a new day sprung.

Jim Crow’s gone

It got voted out

Still in those hearts

Makes us want to shout.

The young of the land

Seem to get it right

Respect and equality

They’re livin’ in the light.

Thanks very much

For showing us the way

For those of us who are older

Can see a brand new day.

Amen