Born to suffer Those above them Sought to prosper Saw creation Saw improvements to be made Purer products mined and offered Empty promise to relieve them From their suffering Made them suffer worse instead Unto hunger Now to hunger unto filth Left them filthy into trenches Bent impenitence For what The station born to them With more for them to bear by far Believing help would come? Someone above to drive the car? Born to suffer planted gardens Those above created ash and to the ground Onto cherry and viburnums sent it downward to obscure them From the Sun they in the process magnified Fire burned to death And water died of thirst The earth interred itself inside itself The wings of birds reversed The deer went backwards through the goldenrod The camera holding frame for us No one there to witness Or adjust One, two, three, four Did we get what we wanted? Did we get what we deserve? Will God forgive us? Will God forgive us? Do we get another chance? Do we get another chance? Do we get another chance? Succumb to heat Succumb to power Born to suffer Plant a garden Flowers grow And when I see what I see today It's very, very frustrating to me Disturbing, and it's no wonder Our society is as it is today in our nation And yet, you know that people unless they change And become concerned about one another and And that's the disturbing thing Here we are, richest nation perhaps in the world And yet, we are the poorest And as I think about all of that I look at my grandkids And I look at other people's children And I wonder what What kind of tomorrow they really will have