Song to God

Don't spoil the ending
I want to go through life blindly
And redeem the pain in kind
Until my eyes lose their depth-and respect

Is a cherished hollow term
That you have not earned
And you may never learn.

You knew that my Renaissance
Was all I had left to aspire to
So you took that too
Must have been of use to you-I expect

That you've slain every other song
They might have come along
Of course, never doing wrong

Because who am I
Refusing blindness through your sight
Another voice screaming rights
The echo spits it at my back-you see

This is all I give to you as tithe
Everything else is mine
Payment for my time