Sometimes we stop and we sit
Sitting
Sitting overwhelmed
Overwhelmed facing the ocean of need
Crying
And it moves forward without us
Sometimes it continues on and we are blind
Blinded
Blinded unaware
Unaware of the dark injustice of our world
Comfortable
And it moves forward without us
May we be moving
Moving
Moving forward
Forward into the dark injustice of our world
Forward with the hope of the gospel
Together we hold lonely hands
Educate hungry minds
Feed swollen bellies
Stand by each other
And nurture souls
One step at a time
One voice
One word
One touch
Alone so small, but together facing the ocean
And moving forward
http://www.dalitnetwork.org/
