Sunday, 29 March 2015


He was astounded by the crowd
Their shouting
Their cheering
Even more as they endowed

His path in front with palms
And cloaks
And softness
As they threw they sung him psalms

They were wild and excited
And a fire inside ignited

A completeness
Where once had been a lack
And in future he often wondered
The fate of the man upon his back

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