Sunday, June 28, 2009
The man who would be king
That they sing accolades before thy flesh is cold -
I mourn only the man thou could hath been, not the man thou were.
Find thy peace in the knowledge that all men are equal
in the eyes of God
for I call no man martyr whom hast not suffered
- For my soul.
© Charles Coakley Simpson 2009
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