Hallelujah For A Women's Love Poem by Mark Heathcote

Once when I cried for freedom
For freedoms ancient sleep
I lay on my bed in my kingdom
Feeling sad so sad and bleak.

Once when I laughed, the world laughed too
And so my one true love did you;
Once when my heart was a ball and chain,
Love—saved my soul from the pain.

Once when the sun was cold,
And the moon was warm.
"I listened to those thoughts..? "
Echoing in my soul!

And sang: Hallelujah
Hey, hey, hallelujah
Hey, hey, hallelujah

Once when all hope seemed a pitiless dream
I sat by your side and prayed.
And like Job, I vented my anger at the earth
For giving me eyes life staid.
{In this shadows burning, shade! }

But you touched my soul
With your angel-wingtips
And alter bread your body,
Across my swollen lips!

As the suns and moons were shed,
Oh then I knew for sure, I wasn't dead.
As angels wailed and fled
I gave thanks to a women's bed.

Hallelujah
Hey, hey, hallelujah
Hey, hey, hallelujah

For a women's love is a shapely thing!
That'll make you sing
Hallelujah
Hey, hey, hallelujah