Destiny

Durbin © 1969

I see a memory of a time

When thoughts were short and had to rhyme

But see...

Just what their destiny.

Then war was said with silent fear

As deafening sounds of hate

Grew near their minds 

How could they be so blind

Their leaders would have stood and laughed

If they had only seen the half of why

The crime was passing by

Without one single cry

That they’d have to deny

While watching soldiers die.

Their priceless freedom crushed to their breast 

As laid to rest,
With paper flowered Eisenhowers

Taped upon a plastic grave with a styrofoam cross

Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war

Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war

with the cross of Jesus going on before !
Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war

WAR!!!

So they marched and fought

And won that time,
And built their heroes

To make it rhyme,

But see...

Just what their destiny,..

To face the agony,

To face the agony,

Of his stupidity,

Of your stupidity,

Of my stupidity,

When he really wasn’t free,

He really wasn’t free,

He really wasn’t free,

No he wasn’t,

Or there would be harmony.
He really wasn’t free, or there would be harmony.

He really wasn’t free, or there would be harmony.
He really wasn’t free, or there would be harmony.

You’re really not free, I’m really not free,

Man’s sad destiny, man’s sad destiny, man’s sad destiny, man’s sad destiny ....