Give me that rope, I’m
Making a whip; there’s work to
Be done. My Dad’s house.
Wake the young lion.
Tell him to get to work. We’re
Reclaiming Dad’s house.
Get those doves out. I’ll
Drive those sheep myself. This is
Not the agora.
This fire’s burning
Me down, if this keeps up
I’ll be out three days.
But then I’ll rise like
Nothing you’ve ever seen, and
Everything will change.
Melodramatic Physician 