There is a call to prayer in this fractured world,
Where we gather the hearts of the weak and bold
To transform the pain and sorrows that has made its nest,
release the people and give them rest.
Let prayers ascend like a sacred song.
A harmony of tunes with voices strong
Shaking off the broken dreams and tearful eyes
Shielded by a canopy where hope will rise.
So, whether it is day or it is night
Let us stop running and face the light.
Christ is with us , He will make a way
And help those who have lost their way.
MARYANN BOSAH 