Saintly games for you and me,
Beyond the realm of tragic prose.
Wadding waves across the see,
To float at your repose.
I\'ll saunter like a butterfly,
Wings of purest joy.
And listen softly suddenly,
As you echo in reply.
My dearest wish, be known to you,
Forever in eternity.
As the universe demands its space,
Its vastness in its fervency.
Adore you always now and then,
Embitterment has the upper hand.
I\'ll wait for our own time to stand,
Together as we gently glance.
Praying to a loveless God,
Eternal, we all are flawed
But expectations as a muse,
Will slowly sooth.
He’ll beckon forth your glowing soul,
And give humanity hope to rule,
Expectations lost on all the sick,
Yet the blood of sons is very thick.
He sacrificed his child for man,
Because they couldn’t understand,
That virtues gives in to vice
For devils in the fire entice.
And logic leaps at the life of time,
Extinguishing the very kind.
My Christ with thorns and whips and chains,
My lord, mankind will never change.