Sweet, beautiful, deathly quiet
As raindrops streak down my window, I am reminded of tears
I see a frail old man at his wife's funeral
I see a recently orphaned little girl
I see a rapist getting capital punishment
I see the KKK beating a colored man to death
I see Nazis burning thousands of Jews in gas chambers
I see the angel of death sweeping away the first- born Egyptians
I see hunderds or more patriots dying for our freedom
I see little children diagnosed with cancer whose bodies just give up
I see the Boston Massacre
I see Jack the Ripper
I see death
I see sad and bloody and violent death
And the death I see with every sleeping moment makes me never want to close my eyes again