did you want blood?
holy water?
what precious liquid did you imagine would pour out
when you struck me in the side with your blade?
I am only human.
you made me a god.
I hope the next one knows
that the scar on my side is
not from beasts,
fights,
or wars,
but from Woman.
Woman always looks at Man
when the sun is shining,
so that when darkness falls,
she barely recognizes him.
who did you think I was?
Jesus of Nazareth is in the heavens.
I am here, on earth.
the unworthy wanderer 