On Golgotha Christ did make his stand
Did hear the knock as nail hit wood
Mary’s face full of tears
On bended knees, she waits, to watch her Son
Before He goes, she hears the soldier’s awful plans
To do the same again in days to come.
A fact of life in Roman times
Here guilty bodies line the roads
Blood mixes with the earth below.
Mothers worry about their sons
They know their plans to change the world.
Roman law, not for everyone
Life is bland for women living on desert sands
No sex planned, no life renewed
Until men come back from freedoms fight.
Rome ruled for many years
Leaving blood and tears in their wake.
England shakes beneath the spear
Some will stay, while others return to Rome
Where mothers wait.
How many sons are lost by pagan rule
Now England’s left to stand alone,
A blend of old and new.