I cry for them daily
Words I never imagined before this year
Clear tears
Blotting the ink, piercing each page
As I learn what I was never told, and reflect upon what I was sold
You were right all along
He hated you like Ciaphas
He prayed against you like the Psalmist
He avoided you like the Levite
He made things difficult for you, as recompense for holding back his calling
He thirsted for justice like Pharisees
He got the secretary he always needed, and dumped you like Judas
He also poisoned us with his bitter root, like the Judaizers
Once you were cut off you were dead to him
All your tears dried up by his subtlety
Clear tears
Never to be seen by us again, until you were raised
And here I am now, with your scriptures denouncing his sacred cow
Wishing you cried with us daily
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