job cursed the day he was born
his release from the womb-like jail
after nine months of waiting
alarmed by shouts of welcome
shouts of joy of doubtful minds
they were glad you'd come to eat
of the bread they've eating
that bread of sweats
the sweats of hardwork
the hardwork of life
the life of vanity

like moses borne into pharoah's house
feeling and singing like Egyptians
songs of folly and ignorance
he served the gods of the land
the gods of pride and vanity

though joseph fell into the pit of pity
his dream was up in the sky
he was sold but his goal was gold
but the gold was raw in the dirt of earth

i keep waiting
i wait like Abraham did for a son
like joseph in portiphar's jail
moses in the land of the median
and jonah in the belly of the fish

i keep waiting
i wait like Daniel in the lion's den
like Christ in the stone balked thomb
saints in the upper room
Mandela in the white man's cell

like a dream
my days of waitng must end
my patience will yield hope
and hope faith and faith fruit
like Job my end will surpass all