So many times I’ve been distressed
There’ve been so many times
Times of trials and of tests
Times of reasons and rhymes
Times of reasons and rhymes
Times will pass They cannot last
Every epoch returns to dust
The present turns into the past
Times will change for change they must
Times will change for change they must
Times of darkness times of light
When the darkness to light yields
Times of grounding, times of flight
When sheaves arise from fallow fields
When sheaves arise from fallow fields
Don’t surrender your humanity
Presuppositions are undone
So many times we choose captivity
But a time for hope will come
But a time for hope will come
Cause in the dark light is beckoning
So set your vision on that sight
Every day’s a day of reckoning
So sing the truth with all your might
So sing the truth with all your might
Times will pass They cannot last
Every epoch returns to dust
The present soon turns into the past
Times will change for change they must
Times will change for change they must
Times of darkness times of light
When the darkness to light yields
Times of grounding, times of flight
When sheaves arise from fallow fields
When sheaves arise from fallow fields
May 30, 2024
Anthony Foster
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