A Man Apart

A Man Apart

Set apart for a time such as this
Was he who gave his life
In a single bliss
For mockery was his name
For he had no claim to fame
Except for thorns that pierced his head
Blood Dripping

The crowd eagerly awaiting his demise
For each drop that splattered
Twas that was saved, just for me
For then he hath already seen
The horrid crime I would commit
And the tender age of 13

For in the courtyard it started
Twas there where he fought off nine cats With claws piercing into his flesh
Ripping it for dinner for the rats

His voice ut loud hath cried
When he saw me slap my mate
Him in past, me in future
Yet at that moment, were we on the same date

Mutalated body, broken and abused
For he was born in a stable
Designed to be misused
For from birth, the shadow of a tree he would bare
And when the right time would come
A custom made cross he would wear

To die for three days
Only to rise
And to be more than a conqueror
And Confuse the wise

By Neal Titus