If you crucify him again,
what will be your excuse?
Let’s see:
"I didn’t know.
I didn’t recognize the man.
I only knew my version of him—
the one I memorized,
the lessons I recited
but never truly learned
or carried in my heart.
For as soon as they change
the format of the mask,
I will fail to recognize the beloved.
I will crumble
under the weight of understanding
what it truly means—
what it’s really all about."
