You want a crown;
You’d have to drown;
Die several deaths;
Lose several bets;
Still you must have a head on your neck.
Your head has to be full;
Enough wisdom to outrun the bull;
Wisdom is hard to find;
Even harder to put together, bind;
And you still manage to carry thy head on thy neck.
You’d have to emulate the one true king;
And this my brother is not an easy thing;
King of kings never changes;
One and the same with the son;
I must warn the crucifixion is not far away.
One book you must read;
One voice you must heed;
Anger you shall kill;
Humility you shall feel.