THE TURN:

We made a heartbreaking turn
And all the light seemed to be gone
Moving past children watching garbage burn
It was like the darkness swallowed the dawn

They picked through it like it was gold
Looking over their shoulders as we passed
The truth of this poverty began to unfold
In this place a flag is forever at half-mast

As we journeyed closer to their shacks
There is death written on every face
Everyone constantly watching their backs
As God shouts these images you cannot erase

We stood outside the fortress’ doors
Listening as the locks were being released
If I were stuck here I would beg on all fours
For the truth would be, all of my hopes would be deceased

The doors cracked open to let us enter
And we were overcome with God’s Grace
Even with all the surrounding darkness, Christ is at the center
And the children of La Chureca proved it with their embrace

That heartbreaking turn is etched deeply in my heart
Their smiles and hugs will help to fuel my fire
Their burdens I pray to carry and feel like a flaming dart
This should be all of our prayers and this I know is our Papa’s desire