The Sense of Knowing

I had the spirit once

That yesterday feeling that

That

That said it was all good

Or that it was all God

I forget which

But the sense was so strong

So powerful

That rights could slay the wrongs

And evil would bow before

The mightiness of justice

Oh how I thought

That believing in right

Could be enough

If you could just get everyone

Behind you

It was racing through my veins

And I had the sense of knowing

You dig

But the air was let out of my tires

By hurt and failure

And the losses that piled up

In the face of entrenched greed

How to overcome the fear that was spread

That was turned to anger

That made people bow

Before false idols

Turned inward

Doubted

Hard to push on when odds mount

But if you do, if I do

Maybe the spirit comes back

Maybe that

That yesterday feeling

That said it was all good

Or that it was all God

Whichever

Can come back

And spread again

Worth a shot