Blood

I haven't spent nearly the time on this poem that I should've before posting, but it's fitting for Good Friday. Check out Leviticus 17:10-14 and Hebrews 9:22 for the inspiration.

Perfect

and

pure

Blood

Endowed with all humanness to live and all

divinity to save, most living blood in history

Depleted in one instance, Confiscated to a cross

Spreading

out across

wooden

knots

Staining

Roman

spears

Atonement

for my

polluted

blood