Protected

The Halo around his head...
Is the noose around my neck.
I will never let him hurt me.
God protects me from that.
The enemy is the love is the enemy.
A thousand songs I have sung.
A widow's lament.
In the mournful hours...
Waiting for his resurrection I kneel.
No I lay prostrate on the ground.
The lower before my God I must be...
For it was there that He heard me.
And I speak in languages I do not know.
And I said take my life!
And He took it.
He gave me power.
And now I am here at the gallows.
I see the man in the crowd.
He is jeering with them...taunting me.
He is afraid of my power.
And yet he had glanced my way...
All those years before.
I knew he had been watching me for a very long time.
With desire.
The crowd grows silent.
The man stares at me, intent.
Intentions be in that moment he wants to stop the proceedings.
He had always loved me from afar.
But all the people thought I needed to die.
He was so tentative this man.
And here I was with his noose around my neck.