Tell me you were there. Tell me you were sitting on that rock....
Tell me, Messiah.
Quote me the words John and James spoke to you...
Tell me, Messiah.
Tell me the words you spoke to them............what of
Mark...what of Luke....?
Tell me, Messiah.
What was the Rock, Messiah? St.Peter, did you build it?
What did you build it of...can you, should you
Tell nothing but me.....
For, I am nothing, except for Mark and Luke...should I
Deny them too? Did you?
I do not know....
And, in not knowing have my answer....
The Mystery of the Ages.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one has all the hallmarks of great drama. You pen your dialogue with great skill and theatrical honesty. Your subject is an epic one. Your poem is personal and profound. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥