Girl,
When you were young,
Before your birth,
You were, perhaps,
The youngest heir
That ever was --
A little smidge
En ventre sa mere
(They used to say)
In esse, yes --
But still concealed.
Your father died:
A strapping man,
Cut down too soon;
And, Jesus came
To take him home,
To be reborn --
Undead as you
Were yet unborn.
Receive the gift
Born of his death
(And thence descent),
And use it well.
And, in the end,
It's final worth,
As you once were,
Will be revealed.



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Posted by: Joseph | Friday, November 09, 2007 at 12:12 AM