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VxPoem ID: 13200
Category:
myth_legend
Posted: June 4th. 2005 3:09:39 PM
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My Words / The Nazarene
by Jemma Hawtrey
Age Group: Adult
My Words / The Nazarene
I am but a simple man
A worker with his hands
I live on a lake shore
In a world of shifting sands
Over years and years I worked
Over those same years I thought
And I found my way of seeing things
That mayhap should be taught
So to my friends I talked at first
As they passed oft along their way
I shared minutes of my life
As we watched young children play
And soon the time they bring others
To listen, quiet, to my words
And still they’d sit from dawn to dusk
Heedless of the bell calls of the passing herds
But then they massed as crowds around
And my name, as you say, was up in lights
The mangled bodies kept alive to tell
Their twisted tales over tortured nights
I cant say when it caught me
When I saw the dark iris in the light
But ‘no more’ was our resolve
And if needed, we would fight
And I came into ‘your’ city
That which you stole from mine
You mis-called me ‘King of the Jewish’
And you resolved for me my sign
You judged and found me wanting
A justice of nothing by name
And you made the death of a simple man
A pawn in your political game
Rome is a city of great mercy
There was none in what you showed me
Hung up on a mighty cross to die
Where agony won’t let you be
Finally when my life was passed
And the sun without me shone
You tortured those who loved me most
Delighted in the telling, the Nazarene is gone
That was so many years ago
And much has passed since then
The Rome of your limitless mercy
Will never be such again
But many took my words to heart
And to the world in a form they passed
They stand even now in your future
‘tho your Rome is ruined and downcast.
And there, that delicious irony
That from a simple man’s ray of light
By the very Empire that destroyed him
Has become something so blinding bright
So blinding bright in the deep red of blood
As for the words meaning so many fight
So blinding bright of the glittering gold
That will race a heart long grown stone cold
So blinding bright in the gleeful inks
Where words condemn as the burning stinks
I am but that simple man
Seeing what you made of what I said
I can never be your Son of God
I’m just that simple man, long dead.
© Copyright JRM 04/06/05
Author's Notes: From Jesus' P.O.V.
Author's Location: Colchester, England
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