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.