The flame passed by
once again
It hovered, then it died..
It tried to light upon our flesh
but "OFF OFF" then we cried..

Our days of cold,
we treasured more
Than days of burning light
For who could dare to pay such price
under dark of night

that could take away our blessings
that could of us cost..
that could renounce our direst riches
for those forsaken lost

"We can't!" we cried..
"We can't!" we begged..
"It's just too much to bear!"
How could God demand of us
that those who fill with care

our own grey temples
"How can it be
"that You'd demand such wrong?"
We cry as we parade our riches
and sing our royal song

"How can You dare ask of us
"Or even to command..
"That such horrid blasphemers
"should know your loving hand..

"How can love be so unkind?
"How be it so unfair..?
"That we must weep for those who harm..
"and unto such who dare

"to mock and scourge and cry aloud
"and stain Your holy ones..
"How could You command such pain..
"be left, nor justice done..

"How could Your love be thus poured out
"NO! It cannot BE!"
We cry and beg and weep and plead..
as God gazes pitily..

upon the ones who know not of
the blessedness of purest love
that we all claim from God above
is ours and ours alone..

upon the ones who did not taste
yet of all His loving grace
since all our lives lay in such waste
rather than a-burning

He cries to us..
He begs to us..
And yet His cries unheard..
beat upon our silken breast..
as on our quilts we've stirred..

only then to cast away
as though 'twere just a breeze..
that called away from gentle dreams
and beckoned that we'd freeze..

by grasping at our bedding fleece..
that we might truly wake..
and know His tears across the years
as His own heart doth break..

for all the scorned and lost of hope..
that we so quickly judge..
daring now to wipe our feet
from such disgusting sludge..

who pollute our blessed Earth..
that God has granted us..
"How could I dare to dream such nonsense!"
We rumble as we fuss..

and pull our covers tighter still..
upon our weakened breast..
and close our eyes as Life's pure flame..
loses yet more zest..

and waxes cold and colder still..
as we hope for the day
that such rabble shall not darken
His pure 'blessed' way...