The truth I spoke, I did proclaim,
The truth I spoke, a burning flame.
They raised me high on crosses made,
Offered poison, unafraid.
Still, their unrest would not abate,
The truth I spoke, sealed by fate.
The truth I spoke, with every breath,
Through passing days and touch of death,
Oppression met, and I did bend,
This truth, the prize, the bitter end.
The truth I spoke, a whispered plea,
Never strive for mastery.
Never be a guide to those,
Never wear the prophet's pose.
The truth I spoke, the seeds I sowed.
The truth I spoke, a silent pact,
Pass the hours, keep the track.
Do not risk your life to say,
Learn from me, and find your way.
The truth I spoke, come what may,
The truth I spoke, I could not stay,
The truth I spoke, and slipped away.
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