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"Quid Est Veritas?"
Some already saw
The scales blood stained
Justice by hands made self righteous
I washed my hands
Of this in the waters of
Reasonable skepticism
Bloody nails
Rusted red
Through your
Hands now
As Pontius Pilate asked
“QUID EST VERITAS?”
What is truth?
“EST VIR QUI ADEST?”
It is the man who stands before you?
Like Judas
Without his sight
Seeking to be true
Seeping through his robe
The Tree of life
Becoming the
A thorny bush
With just one kiss
