One Crucifixion is recorded only
One Crucifixion is recorded only
How many be
Is not affirmed of Mathematics
Or History
One Calvary exhibited to Stranger
As many be
As persons or Peninsulas
Gethsemane
Is but a Province in the Being’s Centre
Judea
For Journey or Crusade’s Achieving
Too near
Our Lord indeed made Compound Witness
And yet
There’s newer nearer Crucifixion
Than That
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