The word love

I ponder at greatness and what it is like to be great.

Maybe if you are my plate , you wouldn't act so full.

I wonder if kindness is real , when such cruel hands disobey god.

All I have done is worship , been stripped , mocked , ridiculed.

Put on a cross , over a word called 'love'.

I have known strength , with god's , all over the world.

All my life , my brothers and sisters Sacrifice.

Thousands of souls cry into the night , why.

I ponder at the reason I was born , the reason I am here.

It's god who catches my every tear , when I dont have a listening ear.

It's them who abandoned me , its me and then who found the alter.

My resting stone , my palace , my home.

My father , my son , my holy ghost.

I am them in a thousand scriptures , I am them in a thousand languages.

I am written , wrote and written again and again.

Re born Christianity , crying to the lord.

Reverends pleads , accept me , love me.

Take me home , let me live again.

Let me walk your steps , let me feel your sacrifice.

God like , Olympus and Hercules.

My heel kicks of into flight , I am the light , in the night.

Zooming by , thousands and thousands of time.