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Poem: His Ultimate Sacrifice



The story is that he died! empty

That he wore no fancy clothes

And had no cool abode

Which everyone wanted to visit or could dream of living.

They said he went on foot and said he owned everything

He touched any or everyone- even the diseased.

That he pleaded for water to drink while claiming he was the water of life

And dished out fishes for thousands to share

When in fact he refused to eat for many days

They believed he had lost it all and was going insane

So he told them he was leaving

And no one believed him

He said he would die and not be seen

And they asked if dead bodies were invisible?

On that day, when he died, they finally knew who he was

But the story they tell is that they buried him and someone stole him

When in truth, he gave his life.

 

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