No apocalypse. No being taken up into the clouds.
No ending and judging and justice.
Just us here, today, in this world.
Day in, day out, minor prophets
standing against the darkness and blood.
The wars come and the wars go.
The tyrants rise and fall, rise and fall.
Ordinary people make their lives,
lives that can be so easily swept away.
No ending of it until all of our race is gone.
Minor prophets, her and I and you.
Fight against the dark. Be the light.
What peace and love and shelter can
be won from this ever breaking world.
It’s all we have. It’s all there is.