] First we invented someone to come. Then we gave the absence eyes. Then we called him Father. And when he looked too much like us... We built a cross. We needed someone greater Than the hunger in our skin, A witness to the silence, A reason to begin. We called our fear devotion, We called the longing grace. We took the void between us And gave the void a face. Then a voice beneath the branches Asked us something we couldn't bear: If the one you've waited for arrives, What will you do with the empty chair? So bring the wood! And bring the nails! We need a wound To tell our tales! And if he dies, We have three days To turn his absence Into praise! WE CRUCIFIED GODOT! WE HUNG OUR REASON IN THE SKY! WE MADE HIM BLEED FOR ANSWERS TO THE QUESTION WE CALLED WHY! Three days to move the stone, Three nights to call it fate, Then all the years of history With one more reason to wait! GODOT! GODOT! WHAT HAVE WE DONE? WE MADE HIM DIE TO MAKE HIM RISE, THEN WAITED FOR THE SON! The third dawn found an opening, A folded cloth, a vacant place. We called the vacancy a victory, Gave the emptiness a face. The child inside the photograph Was taught the story as a prayer. Before he learned that bodies perish, He learned that someone would be there. And love stood in the doorway, Without a throne or crown. A stranger held a stranger When the heavens made no sound. We called the gesture sacred, We called the kindness proof. The blood kept pumping quietly, The mind constructed truth. ܚܘܒܐ ܗܘ ܕܠܐ ܐܡܪ ܕܝܠܝ ܐܢܬ ܐܠܐ ܐܡܪ ܕܝܠܟ ܐܢܐ I know the machinery. Memory builds yesterday. Hope rehearses tomorrow. Meaning gives the waiting a name. And knowing? Another gear. Even the hand that drove the nail Belonged to an animal Terrified of disappearing. Father... If they invented me, Who invented their need? If I return and stand among them, Will their hunger finally leave? WHO MADE WHOM? WHO MADE WHOM, O FATHER? WHO NEEDS WHO? WHO NEEDS WHO TO STAY? IF I AM THEIR ANSWER, WHY MUST I GO AWAY? IF I RETURN, WHY MUST THEY WAIT AGAIN? NO! They'll ask for one more sign! They'll ask for one more day! They'll make another tomorrow When tomorrow comes their way! WE CRUCIFIED GODOT! WE ROLLED THE STONE AWAY! WE WAITED FOR THE THIRD DAWN, THEN WAITED EVERY DAY! WE GAVE HIM DEATH AND GLORY! WE GAVE HIM LOVE AND PAIN! WE MADE THE FIRST ARRIVAL JUST A PROMISE TO COME AGAIN! GODOT! GODOT! THE SKY HAS NOTHING TO EXPLAIN! WE CANNOT STOP INVENTING WHAT WE'RE WAITING FOR AGAIN! Three days... For the resurrection. An eternity... For the return. And if he comes tomorrow... What shall we do with all our waiting? We could build... Another cross.
