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Poems for Haydn’s Seven Last Words of Christ
Father, Forgive Them
They flog me raw, no clue it’s you.
My Father, please forgive them,
for they know not what they do.
The crowd convenes to cheer and spew,
my back their bloody lute to strum.
You king of Jews! No clue it’s you.
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