"Hallelujah"

Hallelujah,

I have lived the song,

Its chords haunt me no more.

So what? I was a holy whore -

'Twas then a blissful chore.

Release the fourth, release the fifth,

The lyrics that did smart,

Killed me softly,

Played the part.

Life imitates art. 

Copyright: October 2011