I am silent

 [2] I am screaming

    [3] I am desperate

 [4] I am pleading

    [5] Your sobs echo across town

 [6] Bells toll and shake the ground

    [7] In the spires of a tower that begs

 [8] For the masses to drop everything and repent

    [9] For what? I don’t know, but our god has cried

 [10] We run to fix it though you won’t tell us why

    [11] Whether it be the heart in my chest or this maiden’s hair

 [12] Take it, I can’t bear to see my idol in despair

    [13] The lights in the rectory flicker and dim

 [14] Your servants stumble and sing dissonant hymns

    [15] Bumping into pews, lost in the dark

 [16] The lights sputter on again, inferno of your heart

    [17] Candles hide smoke as it dies by the roof

 [18] Yet it revives and crushes all our backbones in two

    [19] Steal the map then tell us to confess the sins

 [20] Of not following instructions no one would ever give

    [21] Praying to the altar of your fragile mind

 [22] Tell me I haven’t been worshiping right

    [23] Your slaves bow down until the end of the earth

 [24] At the snap of a finger, in our face, you kick dirt

    [25] The soil’s worms taste like a rude awakening

 [26] Bitter when I realized there was no truth to your loving

    [27] Seraphim unfolding wings to behold her wretched lord

 [28] Maybe I can now begin to act of my own accord

    [29] I am silent

 [30] No longer screaming

    [31] Or licking the boots of a fickle god

 [32] To whom I am no longer pleading