We are tired, O Lord,
Overwhelmed by the violence and death
That has ravaged this country,
Fed by prejudice and mistrust.
We are tired,
And yet we are called to mourn together,
To lament and to remember the names:
May the dead rest in your peace,
May our acts of solidarity with the living
Be a memorial to the dead.
We are fearful, O Lord,
As we see the violence and death
That plagues our nation,
So infected with the racism that remains
An open wound that has not healed...