Human, All Too Human § 433 -- hoppy Easter! As I ride back into town on an ass, I sing:

AMAZING GRACE

"Ich bin dein Labyrinth,"
I once declared and then
Constructed like a plinth —

As emerald shadow
Enveloped me, thunder did
Roar through the wide
Empty halls, plundering

Nearly every memory
We ever shared.

As you behold my
Great marble hold, you reach
Out. For what exactly?
Only you can teach

How once upon a time, like leeches,
The careless ones cared, —
You can tell by the stories that they told,
By the soul that they bared, impeaching.

Don't you see?
Haven't you a clue?
Like gold,

I have anointed your very essence sacred,
So that, whether by
Understanding divine love
Or by the hand of chthonic hatred:

When I fall, when I fall,
It will be for thee, it will be for you
That I was shoved off of — that I created

This old wall of me and blue.

Why do you all boo?