A piercing crown of loneliness,
seductive pain plays behind the eyes;
a weary hand passes over
as though palming pennies for the dead.
Easier to surrender now to sleep
and rise in glory than to die.
Who then, though, to carry
the manufactured mortality of the cross,
to settle once for all the victory
of death over evil, life over its inhumanity?
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