Monday 26 March 2012

CARPENTER

Roman, take your gibbet
Most harsh task to my tools
Since I came from my father.


Joining the bars together
I nailed my hand.


Carving the earthward point,
I scarred my side.


Smoothing, my chisel dropped,
Piercing my feet.


Roman, ask no more crosses:
This will be enough.



 

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