No Bread, No Wine

No Bread, No Wine

I am one man
With only one voice
But listen, my friend
And you may hear a message
Which shall invoke thought
And a question asked
By many before me
And many still to come...

People in this world
Have come to believe or recognize
The holy sacrifice
Placed upon the shoulders
Of beloved Jesus Christ,
A being both divine and human
Fathered by the almighty
But born of man's flesh,
Free to make choices
Just as any other

The pinnacle of his existence
His immortal remembrance
Was seeded in surrender of life,
But think beyond this
To the human emotions
And the freedom of choice,
Think if Christ had chosen to live
To be as any other man
Have a full life
And pass on as an elder

Some claim...
History would be rewritten,
Religous anarchy would spread,
Christians may never have been,
New religious principles would be born,
A shift in all reality

In these lie possibilities
Maybe even truths
But man will never know,
And so we ponder,
Itching to grasp
What cannot be held
Within human knowledge...

Now ask yourself,
How can man be judged
On the deeds he has done
Both vindictive and virtuous,
Most would be forced
Into the gates of Hell
Instead of the promised grace
Of God's forgiveness

Some would be lost,
Plagued in confusion
As they wade helplessly
In the sea of limbo,
The prison of Pergatory,
Wandering aimlessly
For all eternity

Few would be blessed
With the gift of right action
And upon day of death
Be permitted entrance unto heaven,
To join the court
Of the omnipotent one...

And so my voice has spoken
Bearing a message to all,
Fathomed by those who question,
But understand me here
There is no true answer
Only passionate opinion,
Which I offer you now

I cannot speak truth
But only what the mind may imagine,
For I do not wish
To live in such a reality
Where the cross bears no meaning
And the sacrifice was never made
And man, never saved
By the gift denied to us
Missing from the river time
No body, no blood,
No bread, no wine...