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Poem The last act of tenderness, the return from light to where You were tortured and killed to bring compassion to all who rejected You. You walked with them, fished with them, asked of death where is your victory, though none knew You, penniless and homeless, none recognized You. Spending time with the destroyed and the insane. Fasting and being murdered by the world. On trial by the uneducated. Killed into all creation. Your stunned and wide eyed disciples standing around afterwards like the surviving refuges of Hiroshima. Robed in light. Clothed now in the vacuum of stars. Eyes made of spiral galaxies. Have mercy on us. Have mercy on us all.
Posted on: Thu, 08 Aug 2013 04:46:06 +0000

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