They once hung a man on a cross so high, <br />they called him a King and then told him to die, <br />Nazarenes work the fields, Galileans ride the waves, <br />but the men who betrayed him are hiding in their caves. <br />Star of the east, oriental cross, <br />worshippers are many but still can't see their loss, <br />he told them not to pray to images of gold, <br />so they built great statues of him whose numbers are untold, <br />he said worship only in the silence of your heart, <br />so they built churches and cathedrals for crowds to take part. <br />Romans were defeated, children of the pope, <br />they sent the inquisition round to take away all hope, <br />witches burn with Judas heart, hanging by a noose, <br />keep the money rolling in, any change that's loose, <br />did they see him walk this world, many that he taught, <br />they hide the truth, keep it locked, deep in Rome's vault.<br /><br />Richard Allen Beevor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/star-to-cross/
