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?


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