my feet propelled my legs
they pounded
and jumped off of
Cement Path.

My calfs
Screamed
for the first 4 miles,

but my feet bled for them!
My feet died for their sins!

After
death
the crossroads
the bridge at the halfway mark
It was a breeze.

Shall you all now
worship my feet?

or Shall you all now
crucify my middle toe?

Will you die for my sins?
Or will you grin
to watch me
melt into the din