I believe in the Hallelujah

The kind that strangles

Your every breath

Until streams of sweet affairs

Trickle down your face.

 

The passionate kind,

Sweet consuming,

Inviting to every human being,

Even the sinful.

 

A simple word that expresses

Syllables of love,

The kind that lets me love her

And it doesn’t matter

If the world forces

Armies of hateful people upon us

Because we invest in the hallelujah

Like a prayer of sanity,

The finest of dignities,

In this Hallelujah we surrender.

 

The Hallelujah sanctifies the ground

Where your lifeless feet lie,

The same ground that scoots them to mine

When distance is an ocean of pain that separates us.

 

It takes us back to the start

And we rest in a simple

Yet so complex hallelujah

Because you were a star

Handcrafted for me to pick

 by God himself

and every day you

light up my life more

because in the hallelujah

not even overcasts of darkness

can diminish your glow.

 

And in this Hallelujah your smile

Sits so gently on mine

And we forget about life;

We’re just lovers

 trying to tackle

 this complicated world.

A world that ostracized us

Because to them

Love isn’t universal

But the hallelujah

Makes my love

no different than theirs,

we’re all fighting a battle of oppression,

maybe not just in affection,

but avidity and complexion.

 

In this Hallelujah I am content,

Because in my hallelujah

 brokenness Is replenished in goodness,

and every aging soul,

helps the least of us,

become glorified,

because in this hallelujah

it doesn’t matter who you’ve been

or where you’re going,

all that matters is love.

 

I believe in the hallelujahs

The kind that break down

The walls that echo mockery

Of hate,

The kind that

Let me love her.