Emerald Knight’s Cry to Christ

Dear Christ, it stains my trembling hand. Armor in the corner,

dust on the blade. Emerald on my finger still glows in

the dark. I was sworn to your banner, but my heart has strayed.

We ran with the wolves and the thieves. We drank what was cursed just

to breathe it. Your name still burns on a tongue that learned every lie they

teach. I am your emerald knight and servant. Hear my cry.

Hear my cry. Though we have sinned, we kneel in the ruins

for our lives, for our lives. The West forgot Your bleeding altar. The East has