The Prophet Profits

In a place where the norm
thinks a smile is scarce
the prophet profits with blue skies
prosperity a state of mind
as traffic stacks up
and tall buildings block the sun
cooling us with its shadows
trees show virgin buds
and flowers peak their heads up
from thier winter solitude
the prophet profits
as crooked polictians lie
unemployment lines are motivated by the new day
If the miracle didn't happen then how could it have lasted so long
the prophet profits with believers
and the believers spread the word
hearing the prophet's voice
that influences their explaination
eyes listening shine like flashlights
on a dark path away from street lamps
the prophet profits hearing praises to him
properity a state of mind