The First Stone
Forsaken by one, abandoned by the rest;
Sentenced to death and ridicule by jeering multitudes,
And commanded by a ridiculous headpiece.
About whom am I speaking?
Across the water remnants of the edges of Moab can hardly be seen,
In its wake destruction follows unceasingly.
About where am I speaking?
In the aftermath, little resolved, little dissented.
What about me, who's speaking?