"The Old Jew" (poem)

The biggest sinners of this darkened time
are those who think they're blessed
As they're fastest with their smiles
when they Devil damn the rest.

The Old Jew walked five thousand years
Each step another mile
But as he trudged his way along that road
He kept his hard-won smile.

He had chosen this long penance
For the sins that take us all
He would never cease this journey
as he knew that he was called.

They threw stones as he passed them
They ridiculed his life
But never in his torment
Did any ask him why.

He smiled as they hurt him
In the light of the blood-red sky.
He forgave them in their laughter
They could only make him die.

Their heathen saints spread through the land
They were mighty in their towers
But when they walked alone at night
They had no real powers.

In time the princes came to fight
As princes always will
The children died, the mothers cried,
"This blood didn't need to spill."

All the while the Old Jew walked
He saw them in their folly
The last Dark Prince exculpated himself
And never thought to say I'm sorry.

In time it came, the people rose,
and took the Dark Prince down
They took away his powers
and took away his crown.

They took it then and worked the gold
to make a new one with bitter thorns
and when they saw the Old Jew walk
This is what he wore.

As he felt the blood run from him
he cried out in his Father's name.
"Is there any hope in time at all,
It seems it always comes out the same."