This year in school I am learning about Church History starting immediately after Jesus death’. Now I am right before the dark ages. For this assignment I had to write a poem/song telling about someone’s death and heroism. Since I had just read about Nero’s persecution of the Christians I decided to write about that.

Through ages they grew, grew
A people made new, new
Lost their lives
To gain true life
To serve poor and rich alike
To shine their bright light
To shine the bright light

Part of the world, yes part part
Yet always apart, part, part
Turned their cheek
Tried to be meek
Loved their enemies
Loved, yes always loved
Loved, yes loved

Because of their ways, ways
They were given bad names, names
love returned with hate
Scorn and berate
And light was turned to night
And people turned to fright
And people turned to fright

Locked away they were, were
Old, young, him and her, her
And out they were taken
And murdered like their begotten
To the sound of singing
To the sound of praise
The sound of praise