Only you can weave a tale that sings of beauty
Order words into sentences that preach their own worth
Yell into the chasm of time
To have the words reverberate and multiply
Into a symphony
Each voice uniquely intoned to appeal to a different ear

Only you can find strength in humility
Rule a city from the bottom of society
Love the one who strikes you
Be the king of a fallen people
And still wash their feet
Only you can lower yourself far enough to reach
The broken heart of a man