Nine Years Later...

You said to love
All I see is hate
Emotions swirling ‘round
On this sacred date

What must You think
When I choose to hate
When I turn from You
To pursue my fate

When I choose to hurt
Instead of heal
When I choose the fake
Instead of the real

When I choose to look
At myself instead
When I starve my Lord
To make sure I’m fed

I look beyond
To the crimson cross
And Your eyes still shine 
With love spread across

On that cross so hard
In Your eyes the love
Yet I prefer the eagle
And pervert the dove

You said to love
All I see is hate
Lord give me your heart
On this sacred date




Copyright 2010 by Boyd Allen