Love One Another Greatly
I glanced at him on his knees, donning tears and a robe.
Wiping bullets and blood off the streets.
He slowly made his way toward the broken business zone.
A worn carpenter's belt in tow.
A soft light was around him.
The crowd began to grow.
He helped the last hatter board up his store.
A nail between his teeth.
Broken glass and bottle caps
played taps to a windy city beat.
He placed a few signs in the ground.
That said, vote for candidate faith, believe in the divine.
His time was up; it was time for him to go.
Once again, he was called back home.
As he left, he turned around and simply said.
"Love one another... greatly".
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