New Song
The growl begins in the gut Pain and resentment fuel it Until fermented it chokes and burps Its way up. In the chest It sobs and sighs as sorrow Adds her keening to the noise. Somehow dodging the Censor Who knows it must never Ever be allowed to emerge It grabs hold of the throat And howls itself at the night… Where it is heard by the True Human As he weeps over his city And rages at hardened hearts And arms himself for battle with the dark… Man of sorrows, break my heart For what breaks yours, Let your passionate wrath be born Amid my petulant rumblings, Let my feeble tears mingle with yours that I may learn a love more deep and fierce than I can yet desire. Then my song will seek the sun Grow wings and fly, scattering Notes that sparkle in your light And shower down upon a thirsty land. Acknowledgement: "Break my heart for what breaks yours" is a quotation from the song "Hosanna" / Hillsong ...