It is well and it is time and now I ask again what can I do for you? Your mind is swirling and it doesn’t start with you you plead for your family, your children, Chicago, the nation…but what can I do for you? You stop and ponder because it’s rare that your thoughts turn to you…what can I do for you?
Just to see your glory
Just to behold your face
Just to know your presence and the comfort of your words.
I laugh at names and declare it is time. With abandon you speak and declare and it is time. A few things in order, a few things lining up but
SUDDENLY
SHOCKINGLY
SWIFTLY
BAM!