My feet pound the pavement
I trudge on the lonely road
I remember Jesus’s payment
My heavy heart carries the load
I feel it even now
As I write this
Poor, stressed out organ
How you beat
And I wonder at the people who can’t feel
But are ever ready to lay their sins at Jesus’s feet
Get up! Lazy wretches! Time to walk!
Time to feel! Time to Live!
Heal the Heel!
Do you cling to the myth that Jesus saved you?
You are Him, take a step, become the meal!
The power of the Eucharist has been forgotten
The wine that you drink is your own blood!
I wonder how the ritual became so distorted
Who is benefitting from the story of the flood?
Tap in to the you that still remembers
The Glory of the Only One you could Be
Wake up your sinew and your atoms
Unlock the truth that proclaims YOU the mystery!
Perhaps I Am tired of the apathy
Perhaps I Am confounded by the lack of sight
Perhaps I Am claiming back my power
For every Being who has forgotten they are Light!
Awaken! Hearken! Rememember!
You are a Living Sign!
One Man’s Dying and Rising,
Proves that you too are the Bread and the Wine!
Take back your Power
They can not have it!
I say it with Authority
It is so!
If I’ve met your eye in life or dream
You now remember
And no longer fear any foe.
If God is for you,
Who could be against you?
Revisit the old proverbs with a new eye.
When the last of you wakes up to your Divine Potential,
No longer will the ones who came to wake you have to die.
Will you continue to crucify your saviours?
Is that the role you really want to play?
Hypocrites! Weak and lazy sinners?
Does that really resonate and have the power to sway?
Dare to believe you are powerful.
Exactly who and what you were always meant to be.
The Pollyanna in me remembers a way of Being
And she is here to awaken the truth of the Three.
You are worthy of change, humans!
You are worthy of change!!!
My heart aches, my heart aches, my heart aches.
I smash your chains,
I smash your chains,
I smash your chains.
If I could jump into your cells, I would remake them.
But the key to your prison
Lies in your heart.
So I sew another punctured spirit
I pull the patches
And begin back at the start.
And if I wonder what I’m doing here
I will forgive me
I answered a cosmic call
It is time to awaken every spirit
It is time to be who we were before the fall.
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