Free Cee Amen Said a Man
“AMEN” SAID A MAN
A prophet paraphrased “Amen” under an awning at the dawning of another blessed day
And summoned forth the words of prophecy the Holy Spirit made of him to say
It was an awning under a building on Broadway between Forty-First Street and forty-second
When the beholden by Broadway were beckoned
Whereupon the beholden beheld a golden staff held in a hand which wreaked of histories
A man to explain a myriad of mysteries
A spirit surrounded by an aura as radiant as any gem
With an audience to kneel at his linen’s hem
The man filled well tthe holes of unholiness
And lifted the veil,
in a most fundamental way,
from the face of loneliness
While I heard him recount “The Sermon On The Mount” as if it had been authored by his heart
And that the seas were his, alone, to part
He would,
swore this gentle man,
perceive peace as a priority
And could make of misery a minority
As his eyes shone brighter than the cherished cherry red rubies upon his golden staff
A man with no offering of a sacrificial calf
Instead he was a soul which sought solace in the cessation of sorrow
And the taming of torment in tomorrow
And then with vehemence
This sacred spirit vowed an end to violence
And suddenly the beholden ones became born again by the beauty of majesty
As he vowed his grace ever so lavishly
But just then………
‘twas at this point a mighty wind came to blow the beholden ones from Broadway to belief
Due to a man with logic and mysticism proffered as relief
I was never privileged to see that
prophet again
However, I still hear the echo of his tenderly tendered “Amen”
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Copyright © Jeffry Cohan | Year Posted 2012
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