Its about time… that we move beyond abuse

That we linger no longer in the wastlands of refuse.

That we pick up all the pieces and brush away the grime

That we reclaim the beauty we thought we’d left behind.

The wonder of our innocence, of a joy yet undefiled

The glory of all women to bear the Father’s smile.

The crown He placed upon us in the courts of heaven fair

Before he crafted body parts and bid us breathe the air

Of a planet thrown in conflict by the clash of weapons formed

by innocence dismembered since from the Garden torn.

It’s time that we remember, The One from whence we came

to trod the paths upon the Earth and assume a human name.

For the Spirit of Almighty has not forgot the life

Rendered to the care of a human man and wife.

SO…

As the sun spins ’round the earth in honor of His might

Don’t you think … It’s about time-to dance away the night?