am i still holy?
am i still wholly yours?

i walked among your men
carried your weapons
your truths
your beliefs

the ground under my feet
is burnt ash now

am i still holy
as i am now
soaked in blood
of your
my
our
enemies

am i still yours
if the body
i have embodied
for so long
doesn't feel right

doesn't feel
at all

'there's a betrayer'
i hear them whisper it
eyes lurking
fists clenching

they are hungry beasts
restless
on the endless run

they circle me

my eyes are the betrayer
their are the judge
guilty or not

the decision
will be made
as it has been
many times before me
before you
before us

my breath is steady
as i know now

i am as unholy
as i am not yours