One brought
One Gave
One sat still
One fought
One slaved
One killed
One died
One rose
One wept
One cried
One dove
One kept quiet
Alone and one
broken and whole
Peace of silence
Pieced of soul
Pretenders gasp
Liars sob
The Kings of Israel
Bear no cross
Passion pure
Speaks no words
Blood is spilt
Without a curse
If you must wander
Hum a tune
Smoke yet will rise
Within the room
If you return
within to burn
one question yet
are you to learn
When you ask
Upon the Mount:
“Before one,
what do you count?”
