BARSABBAS
Barsabbas, did you feel it?
Winds shifting, lots cast. What was it—
Thirteen not to be, not for you?
Barsabbas, did you earn it?
Not good enough, no better than
One spitting silver as he hanged?
Barsabbas, did you want it?
The traitor’s place, it simmering
While another gained by luck?
Barsabbas, did you grudge it?
He, you’d die for, He you loved—
He who left you for a fledgling?
Feel it, earn it, want it, grudge it—
Matters not what men may show.
Soul immortal—mind the portal.
What they are aren’t what we know.
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