Every Poet Bold (Bill Temple)

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I call on every poet bold

To drag the words in from the cold

Write down the thoughts that flow right to ya

The simple phrase that grabs your heart

The metaphor that tears apart

The lyric's breath that's crying Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah


As simple as a sunny morn

As angry as a raging storm

The lightening bolt that goes right through ya

It doesn't matter what you write

As bright as sun, as dark as night

The lyrics will still scream oh Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah


We talk of hate, we talk of love

The olive branch, the snow white dove

The soldier's voices echoing, "booyah"

We push ahead to claim the prize

The suffering blacks out their eyes

The hands reach up to symbol Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah


Still, in the end, the final line

The words re-read seem so sublime

The meaning seems to tear right through ya

'Cause in the end, if true you be

The words are meant from you to me

Then all of us will scream them, Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah


Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah


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