Young brother

Let me not
Betray
You

Here I am! Standing, walking, moving
Forward, forward, forward
Your gift; it was not in vain

You have come to me as a Christ
Embodied as a boy who has shared a portion of blood and tender empathy;
You have healed me when I did not ask

And I shall not spill a droplet of my own anymore;
For my blood is your blood
And to love myself is to love you

Young brother

Let me not
Betray
You