Listen to an audio recital...
If only we could see you now
Lone almighty warrior
Slinging stones
Toppling giants
Leading the way
Confounding the hypocrite
Saving the day
Showing mercy
Slow to anger
Righteous
But no longer holding back
Casting confusion
Shining robes stained red with the blood of the nations
Coming with salvation and reward
Glowing sword in your silver hand
Rescue us!
But here you are
Dying and lying in the woman's arms
Sad soul crying in anguish
Cut off from the land of the barely living
There is no coalition can help us
A coexisting fallacy
Just you and you alone
Action, hero!
Rise up, king!
Save yourself and us!
Red hand and battered body
This is where the story ends?
It cannot be!
Retake your throne
Take your own
We look forward
Quiet shores shimmering
Dawn and daylight
Peace
Same old same old absented
Renewed life
Sans tears
Sans shame
Sans death
Sans pain
Wait a little longer
Rest, dear people, rest
After all that... quite an ending
ReplyDeleteThanks, Martin. I combined biblical imagery with what little bits of the Irish Red Hand myth I could find.
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