A Liturgy for Survival in D Major

Concept note: This is a prayer for the survival of the dreams of the most oppressed.
The song calls on the power our mothers' prayers hold, portrayed in song as warriors of God who hold and knit future possibility through hope, prayer and this song. 

I write this song as a new woman who feels more than she should, a mother to children I haven't birthed but love non-the-less; a woman who found God then lost him/her/them, not sure what I'm feeling right now but sadness and desperation are key themes. As hope dwindles, I ask myself, God where are you?

There’s a river of birds in migration
A nation of women with wings
A river of birds in migration
A nation of mothers who sing

But there’s a darkness hanging
And it comes with a banging
Of the bullets flying through democracy
So, her babies be screaming
And her children are weeping
For the dreams of the futures that they’ll never see….
Are there warriors coming or any prophets dreaming?
The people are marching but the men are still killing...
Our lands keep bleeding
There are people in Uganda dying for just being queer
There's a genocide in America for just being black
There are women in South Africa being raped reach day
And i once was a boy dreaming of a light beam,
And i now am a girl crying herself to sleep. 

But i hope for.....
A river of birds in migration 
A nation of women who sing  
A river of birds in migration
Flying on God's Wings 

A river of birds in migration
A nation of women with wings
A river of birds in migration
A nation of warriors who sing

There are people starving 
While the pigs keep eating 
There are queers dying
While the kings keep ruling
And the land is crying for Gods wings 

There’s a river of birds in migration
A nation of women with wings
A river of birds in migration
A nation of mothers who sing

God where are you
God where are you
God where are you