Counting On

Sunrise Crow and Bird Of Thunder
weave between the cracks of gunfire
disturbing the soft mist around without a sound 
even the birds had stopped their flutter 
and the insects quieted their chirping buzz 
and howls and growls silenced in wait

Rachel and Morris raced across the fields 
soaken from the the heavens pleading rain 
muddled and slow in saturated mud 
from the blood and pain 
the front lines were closing in every second

    they've been counting on 
    they're all counting on 
    the way the wind blows 
    the way the lightning flashes 

Allejah and Saheed, they survived their own
Arab Spring and became a thing 
only three territories collapsed 
in disastering relief aside 
no one ever came in from then too much to hide

they've been counting on 
their all counting on 
a way to make love last
all through the ages

and you're counting on 
what we've all been count on in 
rewriting history 
with brand new pages

Juanita and Angel, among the 5000 strong 
walked all the way, till they break down
till they all broke down in sweat and song 

they've been counting on 
what you've already counted on
the way the wind blows
the way the thunder crashes 

the storm rages on
history pages on 
trying to make love last
all life long .. all life long 

disappearances and appearances can be deceiving 
those coming, those leaving 
heretic and asylum seeker 
are just the fortune 500
that have not yet been acquired 
or properly attired 

maybe God is a storm 
maybe God is a storm 
which way the wind the blows
how the lightning flashes