Storm clouds are a-rising
Over yonder hill
A northern wind is blowing
In our bones we feel the chill
A growing animosity
For different points of view
A new line has been dictated
To which we all must hew
Wars of culture
Shouts of anger
Times of trouble
There’s no fear
They’re shouting down reason
They’re shutting up debate
They’ll accuse you of it
But it’s a mirror where they see hate
Men have died for freedom
Women have died too
But in this war they’re fighting
To silence me and you
Wars of culture
Shouts of anger
Times of trouble
There’s no fear
And they won’t stop at speech
Religion’s in their sights
One by one they’re working
To strip away your rights
They persecute you for faith
They revile you for belief
But there is One who’s coming
In the nighttime like a thief
Wars of culture
Shouts of anger
Times of trouble
There’s no fear
August 2016
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