Martyrdom
I walked out
I walked towards a house of horror
And ate at its gates for many years
They gouged out my eyes
And made me bleed rivers of blood from my mouth
They drove six large spikes into my skull
So as to affect my mind with horror
They dragged me listless and faint through a dark street
And crucified me on a steel beam
By welding my risks and my ankles to its scaffolding
I hung there while I was alive
And when they discovered that my body could not stop producing blood like a river from my eye sockets
And from my gaping mouth
They electrocuted me
And I disappeared from my steel crucifix
To wander the universe with God
I still wander the world to this day
And when I ascended like my Lord
From out of my invisible tomb
I did not smell of smoke from a furnace
Therefore my oil is as clear as water
And it flows like gentle wind
Singing in a tempest
The martyrdom of Hineni
Amen
Copyright © Cheno Achimal | Year Posted 2019
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