A Poem for Passover

John, did you know?Sitting cross-leggedknees brushingwith deity,that this meal would be the last? That the hands,breaking bread andgiving thanks,would tomorrow bleed?That the face,raining grace andbeaming pride,would tomorrow hide?Cloakedin the shame thatrightfully belonged to us. Peter, did you know?That by the third crowyou would disownthe one who called youand made you his own? The light of … More A Poem for Passover