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Robert Knapman

Adelaide, Australia

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This is for Daniel and his poem
Verdict, If You Please

Dear judge, dear jurors
Even those too shortsighted to look any further
Look in my face and tell me again
That I’m disgusting, a monster, demonic, perverted

Do you know who I am?

I can reap laughter like summertime rain
Even when despair is rooted deep in his ocean
Though he gets on my nerves
We were patient enough to wait… and wait… and wait…
For the passion to finally blossom
Into something much more unshakeable – devotion

Yes, that cute little flower grew into a tree
Because we saw more in each other
Than a few sleazy hours of midnight glee
And instead chose something less temporary:

The Living Water, given freely to me
Too good, too miraculous not to be shared
And I plan to forever quench his thirst
Regardless of how the years may change
The shape of our bodies, from limo to hearse
Or how Black will make room for the Gray in our hair

Yes, I’d lay down my life for him
Even more if Jesus saw fit to give me more than life
But that was all, so that is all
No, that is ALL that I can
That I will
That I have
Given in my outstretched hands to him

Yes, I’d lay down with him
My closeness I’d give him
And even if the sun, from now til Armageddon
Somehow couldn’t bring itself one more time to be risen
I’d keep myself near in the darkness
So my face would never, ever escape his vision

And when life gets him weary
When his heart gets tired of beating
When Satan tempts him to cry out for a knife
Like the cure is the impulse to get his chest bleeding

There exists not a moment that my hands won’t find his
Nor a moment when his forehead won’t deserve to be kissed
I’ll place a finger to stem the sobs that pour out his lips
And remind his soul just how undeniably beautiful it is

Now, if that fills his cup
If that is enough
If I could shield him from death
Just by singing to him the faintest echoes
Of God’s unconditional love

Every day, every night
Every ounce of this gift called time

What if I decide
To stay by his side
To sing him that song for the rest of my life?

Tell me, dear judge, dear jurors
Who look at me and think their hearts to be purer
Tell me again (perhaps now it’ll sink in)
That what I’ve done for him is a horrific, detestable sin

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