Have you seen my soul today,
It’s nowhere to be found?
I saw it last rolled in a ball,
As it scurried underground.
Have you seen my soul today,
Stripes colored true and through?
I thought I saw it then it’s gone,
Those hues no longer new.
Have you seen my soul today,
Waving to the crowd?
Its mission passion torn apart,
Its voice no longer loud.
Have you seen my soul today,
That topped the mighty spire?
With windblown threads kissed tops of heads,
And its message filled with fire.
I’ve lost my mighty soul today,
Its pain brought on by thus.
I’ve lost my mighty soul today,
Its nothing more than dust.
But, if you find my darling soul,
Wherever it may be,
Let it know I wish it would
come back and conquer me.
I’m ready for the new unfurl,
The reason for my ride.
To hear voices raised in heartfelt praise,
A return to my soul’s full pride.
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