Deliverance Poem by Mark Heathcote

A great indifference
is borne out of nothing?
Be my mine, be my forte
be my journey into paradise
take me to Jerusalem,
be my holy city,
but don't treat me with indifference
when I'd much prefer your sweet deliverance.

~or~

A great indifference
is borne out of nothing?
Be my mine, be my speciality,
my strength, my forte
be my journey, my road to paradise
take me to Jerusalem,
be my holy city,
but don't treat me with indifference
when I'd much prefer-
your sweet, unequivocal deliverance.