The Many-Named One
Seven cents to the dollar,
Seven pounds under the skin,
Seven deadly ways to commit a crime,
Seven new ways to sin.
I’m your greatest fear, and your truest friend,
I’m the one who sees all,
I’m the one who crowns you and dethrones you,
I raise you up, and I make you crawl.
I see your dreams, and the people you love,
I create your nightmares, and the ones you despise,
I feel with your hands, I taste with your mouth,
I strike with your feet, I see with your eyes.
I’m the angel on the right, the devil on the left,
I’m Dextra and Sinistra and now,
I’m the Leviathan, and the gaping pit,
I’m the one who’ll make a sword from a plough.
I’m the fistful of steel, and the silver river in your veins,
I’m the fire-breathing dragon that’ll lay you to waste,
I forgive nothing, and forget less,
I’m the prick you feel and the blood you taste.
I have many names, some you many know,
They call me Hurt, Sorrow, Pain and Sin,
Strife, Anguish, Guilt and Conflict,
But most of all, they call me Human
