Tired, they ‘wake;
Tired their hearts.
They have no wine.

Him, he yells;
Her, she cries.
They have no wine.

Begging still,
Begging God.
They have no wine.

She’s afraid
She’ll lose face.
They have no wine.

He’s afraid
He’ll not pass.
They have no wine.

Without home,
Grass for bed.
They have no wine.

Daily bread,
Daily wine.
They have no wine.

“Abandoned?” ask
Hearts and souls.
They have no wine.

Mary’s prayer:
Dear Son, Love:
They have no wine.

Judgments? No.
Just pray God:
They have no wine.

No more words,
Only these:
They have no wine.

God, you know
What we need:
We have no wine.