alein

buried under the iron and gold crosses
a babe stirs
his plaintiff cry is heard
all over the planet

they dig me out and sit me in the sun
begin asking, "Are you the one?"

for 44 years I hold my tongue
I don't even know they are still listening
waiting for an answer
think I am alone as I whisper
"Yes."

They come at me from every wall
rich men who think they are wise
criminals who think my forgiveness
is enough to ease
the judgments of the father



I yell in their smug faces

"WHAT YOU DO TO THE LEAST OF US
YOU DO TO ME!!
WHAT YOU DO TO YOU8R ENEMIES
YOU DO TO ME!!!
WHEN YOU HATE THE GAYS BLACKS JEWS
MUSLIMS...
YOU HATE ME."