Where are the good men
Where are the pure of heart?
Where is one who walks your way
Who will never fall apart?
Am I alone of my race
Who seeks my walk in you?
Where are sons who follow
Who do not speak, but do?
I call upon you, show me
Where are wild souls?
A brother on a journey
A heart and spirit of gold
Where are men like David
Surely some remain?
Who love your heart Lord
Your daughters just the same?
With love not of appearance
Unlike what now dwells
Far from the so called 'lovers'
The ones who seek to rebel
Is not there a warrior
Who treats her as a rose?
Ever gentle beauty
His tender love shows
Where have gone the hunters
Who searched as though for game?
One day to find beauty
To call her by her name
Where have gone the sailers
To sail the wide expanse?
Who brave a hell of ocean
To wash her in romance
Is there not a poet
To capture her in words?
Who will tell of her to men
Who will sing of her to birds?
Is there not a farmer
To pull her from the ground?
Who makes a feast from tender roots
To cherish what he's found?
Is there not among us
A righteous man of you?
Who seeks your praise above his
Who's heart is pure and true?
A man of honor
A man of heart
Who takes a broken road
Set apart
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