Maranatha

1977
As time goes by I find each day

                That the urge to cry just won't go away.  
Tired of living in a timeless daze.          

Where it's no use giving

and nothing pays,

The people gather

in a cirle and cry,

"God, send us a miracle

or let us die!"

As their roaring voices

cresdendo to a peak,

A hush falls;

a gentle voice

is heard to speak.

"My people come to me

and take my hand,

and let us flee

this terror land.

Gaze into my eyes

that you know so well,

And surrender yourself

to my powerful spell.

I will give you riches

and laughtr galore,

Do you know anyone

who can offer you more?"

A cheer rises as the people

gather at his feet,

But then a second

hush falls

Another voice

begins to speak.

"You who wish to lead

these people away,

First let them hear

what I have to say.

For I am the Mesiah,

the only true king,

And love and light

are the gifts I bring."

A murmer of confusion

spreads through the crowd

And the first voice speaks

and says,

I hope you're proud!

Look how you've

confused them!

Abusingly so!

Why not let them

be happy and go?"

And he raises his arms

for silence with power

and riches fall

around the people

in a shower.

Jewels in her hand

a woman faces the "king"

and in a taunting voice

begins to sing,

"What have you got

to show us, Dear Sir?

Are you responsible

for our life

as it were?

I've starved so much

I don't know how to eat

with no place to even

rest my tired feet .

And here I have riches!

Right in my hand!

Show me more!

If you are King

you can."

All around her people

are echoing her speach,

All the while grabbing

all the riches

they can reach.

The love lord looks up

with the power in his eyes,

Silence again falls

as he painfully cries,

For the souls to be lost

in a moment's time,

By their own foolish choice

To be left behind.

"What I have to offer

is too great to be seen,

unless your soul is pure

and your mind is clean.

I am the power

to which you should turn

All who hear my voice

should listen and learn.

Belief in me

must be based on faith,

Judge my every word

for depth and weight.

With love my friends

you'd never have wanted

Shadows and darkness

would never have taunted.

You need never have suffered

had you loved one another

You'd never have starved

If you'd shared

with one another.

Come to me

and I will show you love,

A life full of peace

in Heaven above."

Half the people rushed him

with grateful tears,

All carrying their Bibles

not opened for years.

While the other half

turned him away,

Not even caring

what he had to say.

They could see

the riches fallen all around,

To them this "love"

was just a sound.

So divided the people

followed their choice,

No obhections left;

no doubts to voice.

Tired of years

of sadness and grief,

They walked away

with a sigh of relief.

A single figure walks

down the empty street,

With no one to recognize

His scarred hands and feet.

No one to hear

the trumpets sound,

See the eagles fly

or the light rebound.

And Jesus cries out

completely frustrated,

"My precious children!

If only you'd waited."

I and many others don't think I will ever top Maranatha which means I already peaked at 17!

What a follow up the next one is!!!