Saturday, February 22, 2014

Upon the Murder of Mary's Lamb

For some strange reason, I just love this! It's so dark but emotional. I can up for the idea when a music major friend of mine played "Mary Had a Little Lamb" in a minor key on the piano. It struck me as someone killing Mary's lamb. I thought how sad that would be. I've had people liken it to the crucifixion of Christ, but regardless of religious beliefs, it's still pretty deep. I might be a little biased though. Why don't you make your own judgment? So without further ado...

Upon the day that Mary's lamb
Would not go astray
The precious thing so white as snow
Now clothed in red did lay.
No happy shouts no joyful play
From children of the world
For dark the cloud that bear above
Echoing cries unheard.
A silent world full of despair
The questions whisper why?
No mortal man He ever hurt
Yet man said He had to die.
With no end in sight for burdened
Souls to quickly flee.
Upon the murder of her lamb
Mary wept so tenderly.

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