For daily I reject
Daily I dissect
The commandments
The ordinaces, the
Ornaments called stars
That hang over the skyline,
I waste your time with dreams
Of mine, I despise your valentine,
Your love letter you write for me,
For what does pleasure accomplish?
Seek to approve, seek to prove that
Proving you wrong is a lost cause,
You are a because, you are mercy
To me in my rejection of you, so
Please come and give me not
What I deserve, give me grace
To preserve the faith that so
Easily falls when life gets hard,
Have mercy on my desire to live
With ease