The Prophet

Picture a prophet
Standing in the light of God
With a message for the people
Given from above
But he lost his inspiration
Wanting the glory for his own
Leaving millions in starvation
For the word they'd never known

"Oh, why do you keep on
Speaking without my light?
You once had the vision
But now you've lost your sight"

Now the prophet thought he was the greatest one
And he just went right on talking
As if he didn't know the light had gone
The scene looked almost funny
The people laughed at the foolishness
Until they discovered that they had nothing
And were sitting in total darkness

"Oh, why do you keep on
Speaking without my light?
You once had the vision
But now you've lost your sight"

Another prophet
Stood up holding high a torch
Which lightened the darkened landscape
And everyone could see once more
Healing their wounds with wisdom
As the beauty of a flower
And they all knew that he had come
To show them God's true power

"Many have come in my name
Speaking without my light
It can happen to you just the same
You won't know wrong from right"