The Church

There is a haven outside our village

Not far, close to that mountain range

Where the blind, see

The deaf hear

And the crippled dance in awe!

 

There is a sea in our locality

Where the dead and undead commune

Where the living worry not

Where the paranoid remain calm

 

There is a solace in our village

Where the enemies interact,

Where the warriors worry not

Where the weak and the strong are all alike

Where the lazy and the busy ones are welcome alike

 

There is a place in our village

Where all of us are welcome

We sing and merry every day of the god rah

But I only go to awe

In the magnificence of the cross!