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Jesus was a Capricorn The night opened up like a paper cup and the world fell down at his knees he was consoled by the waves that rolled and it set his great heart at ease. Jesus was a Capricorn his hands were tied his hair was shorn and the weeping world lay at his feet Mary Magdalene was naked Iscariot was hated and the marshes were choked with peat. When he was crowned they heard the sound as the thorns cut him to the bone from the blood that fell there sprung a well that was for Peter's lips alone. Jesus was a Capricorn his hands were tied his hair was shorn and the weeping world lay at his feet Mary Magdalene was naked Iscariot was hated and the marshes were choked with peat. As dawn came on his hope was gone he longed for the centurion's steel the son of man the song of God possessor of Aaron's rod longed for a wound he could not heal. Jesus was a Capricorn his hands were tied his hair was shorn and the weeping world lay at his feet Mary Magdalene was naked Iscariot was hated and the marshes were choked with peat. They cut him down the shroud was wound


his mother's tears pierced his side the mourning doves fled above the ground gaped open wide. Jesus was a Capricorn his hands were tied his hair was shorn and the weeping world lay at his feet Mary Magdalene was naked Iscariot was hated and the marshes were choked with peat. Adam Tod Leverton (atleverton@yahoo.ca)


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