I don’t know him
God you know
The kind of denial Peter made
Sudden, unbidden, accidental
Yet complete
Peter did not mean to deny Jesus
But the words once said
Felt true in the moment
He did not know this man
Who willingly went to the cross
Spoke in parables
And left him alone in an angry mob
And Peter
God knew
Never had the gift of keeping quiet
No I do not know him
The words echoed again
As Peter felt lost and alone
Peter watched himself say the words
And thought “what am I doing”
No I do not know him
Peter said a third time
Cock—a—Doodle
Doo
And on the third Day
I will rebuild the Temple
A voice whispered
And Peter say hands breaking bread
And embracing Lazarus
And Jesus resting on a rock
And a tear trickled down
And Peter thought
Did I ever know him?
And his tongue
Finally
Stood still
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