I am not far. You may not see me in the temples built in my name, or in the loud prayers spoken for pride instead of mercy. But I am near... closer than your breath, quieter than your shame. I walk where you walk. I sit beside you in the still moments, where your soul aches and cannot find the words. Do not look for me in power. I came for the broken. I remain with the forgotten. They use my name to divide, to conquer, to rule. But I never ruled... I washed feet. I healed without cost. I wept at tombs. I carried the weight no one saw. And I still do. You may feel unworthy. You may feel lost. But listen: the flame is not out. It flickers in your kindness, your quiet grief, your stubborn hope. This song is not for the pious. It is for the tired, the questioning, the ones still trying to love in a world that forgets how. I have not left you. ★★★ I’m still here Been walking your streets a long time These hands that held creation Now hold the broken man They nail my name to marble But I bleed in cardboard homes You pave over pain with parades Preach heaven, hoard the bread You write laws in my language But love gets left unread Three days couldn’t hold me then But your walls hold me now Not in stone or stained glass But in every cast-out child You want to honor me? Feed the child Call your mother Tend the man you hate Don’t quote me Live me Some still do The nurse who works by candle The man who shares what little’s left The girl who loves the boy you shunned They don’t preach But they carry me Crown of thorns or crown of gold Both miss what I came for The kingdom’s in the kindness That you keep crucifying The flame that walks within you waits Not above Not ahead Right here Carry it [Words, Production, and Direction by Noizgenie.] [Cover Art Direction by Noizgenie. © 2025 Noizgenie.]
