Greatly
I glanced at him on his knees
donning tears and a robe
wiping bullet 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
as the crowd began to grow.
He helped the last hatter board up his store.
A nail between his teeth
as broken glass and bottle caps
played taps to a windy city beat.
He then placed a few signs in the ground
that said vote for candidate faith
and said-believe in the divine.
His time was soon up
it was time for him to go
once again, he was called back to
his father's gilded abode.
As he left he turned around and simply said
love one another... greatly.
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