Clenched hands together
till knuckles bore
knees raw and red from
earth rough floor
head bowed so low as a
beggar's plead
I wondered whom to his
words would heed
pain and sorrow gloomed
his face
as he begged for mercy and
change of fate
Then within a moment of
humbled prayer
came a whispering voice
out of nowhere
Behold my son so full of
grace
I know the woe's of human
race
A blood red tear escaped
his eye
as a vision showed he
should die
greeting goodbye the
evening sun
he summons the words
“thy will be done”
soon I'll lay my work to
rest
as I drink for them, the cup
of death.
I AM THE VOICE
I am the voice of your
future, your past
I am the voice in the green
glens and groves
I am the voice that you seek
to know
I am the voice you invoked
in despair
I am the voice in wind
though your hair
I am the voice and I have
always been there
I am the voice in the
wave’s mysteries
Come see me dance as you
walk by the sea
I am the voice watching you
in the night
As you glaze at the heavens
I guild you in moonlight
I am the voice in the snow
and the rain
Cleaning your field,
farmland and gains
I am the voice in that soft
summer breeze
Cooling the passion in the
heat you feel
I am the voice of the birds
you hear sing
I live in the laughter of
children and kings
I am the voice of the
blazing fires
Warming your soul as I dance
in desire
I am the voice in the pain
you feel
When you’re hurting you
seek me heal
I am the voice and I live
deep within you
I am the voice that you
always knew
I am the voice of your
future, your past
I am the voice in the green
glens and gloves
I am the voice that you seek
to know
I am the voice you invoked
in despair
I am the voice in wind
though your hair
I am the voice and I have
always been there
2003 Trea