1.
Public jeers the whipping boy
their laughing faces stare and look away
fearful in a world of prayer and tyrrany
hate darkens their eyes
withering inside
twist
grasp
hold your tongue hold your peace
shy your eyes away throw up your anger
spit out the rotting fruit of your life
the unfortunate
rent and bleeding
waste
tears
a hero for the desperate
your simple king with a crown of trust
drag him through the filthy streets of your life
his kingdom falls
cheer the lash
crushed
wonders
at the fear and pain in mirrored faces
who are cast from a mold of deformity
wash their hands and love their neighbor
she gave him water
stood alone
defiant
torn
2.
she gave me water
in tears the whipping quenched
she gave me water
raise your eyes
ecstasy and pain
blood runs down the back
raise you eyes
loves icy wave
burning ruts down the back
raise your eyes
the pain grasp you with sand in every vein
a seed of grace in every tear
the water
the water in torrents
rivers down the back
she gave me water.
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