Zombie by The Cranberries

Another head hangs lowly 
Child is slowly taken 
And if violence causes the silence 
Who are we mistaking 
But you see it's not me 
It's not my family 
In your head in your head 
They are fighting 

With their tanks and their bombs 
And their bombs and their guns 
In your head in your head they are crying

[Chorus]
In your head
In your head
Zombie zombie zombie ei ei 
What's in your head 
In your head.
Zombie, zombie, zombie ei, ei, ei, oh do,do,do,do,do,do,do,do 

Another mother's breaking heart is taking over the violence causes silence 
We must be mistaken 
It's the same old thing since 1916 
In your head in your head 
Their still fighting 
With their tanks and their bombs 
And their bombs and their guns 
In your head in your head they are dying

[Chorus]

I picked Zombie because it's the only 'Z' song in my iTunes, but then I found the lyrics worth posting.  Today's church service started with a poem by Mary Oliver which I also found worth posting.

Mysteries, Yes by Mary Oliver
“Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.
How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity,
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds
will never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.
Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.”
- Mary Oliver

Then we moved on to talk a bit about social justice, grace, and dignity.  At the end of today's message, a story from television was shared.  It was about a teenager in Oklahoma that was watching a news story about a man who stole money from a woman who was at the cemetery mourning her husband.  The man stole $700 and credit cards.  The boy recognized the man because it was his father, his father who had recently given him $250 for a band trip.  This young man decided he wanted to meet the woman and return the money his father had given him.  With grace and dignity, the two met and the boy tried to give the money to the woman who in return gave it back to him.