Hard Word

Eat my flesh, drink my blood.
Is this what you said?
Is this what you meant?
Horrible words!
How can we do this thing that you said?
We followed you around,
We believed what you said.
Our feet are dirty
Our feet are sore
From journeys with you that we have walked.
We have left all behind
And fools we've become!
Eat my flesh, drink my blood.
Is this what you said?
Is this what you meant?
Where shall we go?
What shall we do?
Your words are Life!
Your words are our bread!
But how can we do this thing that you said?
How can we not!?

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