Would you hear me out if I were rich?
What did you say will happen to the poor in spirit?
I am calling out to you…
The breath in me is thine
Thus I am an extension of thine Spirit
Little wonder you had to make me in thine image and likeness!
Why would You suffer in me?
Those tears of distress I keep crying
Were You in my heart while it bleeds?
Mine desires are thine
For it is thy will in me that willeth!!
Would You now abandon a part of thee?