The ring
Trails around the surface
Bring me the head of Saul, and I will show you
Eyes without any light
A curse upon it
A plague to the tribe and kin
If justice were an even thing, I would see you
Plucking up grains of sand with tweezers
Checking for disease, not
Wrapped in silk sheets like Leviathan beneath the surface of the water
And there will be a reckoning
As every head bows
Ever knee bends
And the handwriting of scripture is tested
Against your own.
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