Said Indigo to evil

you are always out there
I watch you on the news
I see you with more frequency
then the even the most sinister choose

you've got a strangle hold on virtue
you seduce the desperate into monstrous situations
Hate, Greed, and Torture are just some of your creations

your up upon the rooftops, you’re down inside the kitchen
your back two blocks and take a right
you’re always on a mission

It's casualties you crave in your timeless world of pain
you collect the lost, every bit as cold, as the puddle gathers rain

and what should I make of you, after all these years?
should I shrug you off in apathy?
are the innocent not worth my tears?

we shock and awe, we duck and dive,
we rock and roll, and all that jive
and while were all playing with the toys you supply
more of the meek and innocent die

so why am I a believer?
a question the cynical ask
why are you a believer?
let's see who is under the mask

I'll tell you why I'm a believer
since you are so eager to know:

a lot is a lot and you plant what you got
so I'll tell you what I choose to grow.

I choose to grow love, I choose to grow faith
I choose to grow babies, before it's too late
I choose to plant hope, I choose to grow grace
if you'll lean in real close I give you a taste

I've seen the joy in a young man's eyes
whose food was spoiled and swarming with flies

I choose to believe out of spite for you
for even dark forces have no right to what you do

I believe that life
starts with a beautiful breath
and I pray with all my heart and soul
one day you'll run out of death.

Andy McGee