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Water Wars vi - hope

Oh Lord I am so weary
But I have tried my best
Have tried to be worthy
When you put me to the test
But yesterday was special
After all my terrible fears
I stood there by the gate
Fighting back my tears
As the tribes came walking back
Carrying the Shaman at their head
Walking with quiet dignity
Well ordered and well led
Filtered silently to their quarters
Just inside the neural fence
Which I have since switched off
Relying on their common sense
Not to steal the water
Not to steal the growing food
And oh Lord I am so optimistic
At their positive good mood
They are working as I watch
Helping when and where they can
We will start to train them
Every single woman and man
We will give them ownership
Make them understand
The need to care and cherish
This poor devastated land
We are winning Lord we are winning
Our work will surely grow
With the help of or our good Lord
This I truly know

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