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| Korean Jesus by Woonbo Kim Ki-chang |
Here is part 3. When the character screams out, that means at the top of his lungs. So if you are reading it out loud, you need to actually be screaming as loud and desperately as you can.
My King (Part 3)
The king was taken to
the center of the cave
They shackled him up
like the lowliest slave
They burned his hair,
they tore his clothes
They pummeled his
body with ferocious blows
He took on the
punishment, he never fought back
Each demon took a
shot, each hit a good crack
The shots got more vicious, the hits became rough
I screamed at the injustice, I screamed out “Enough!”
“This punishment has more than death on its slate
Yet this man has done nothing to deserve this fate”
Then my king looked at me, with peace in his eyes,
And said “Don’t worry my child, the sun will still rise.”
He looked to the heavens as he breathed his last
And the radiant brightness turned back into black.
It was quiet all of
the sudden, in the black unknown
I fell to my knees, I
wept and I moaned
“What have you done,
where is my king?”
“You demons have done
a most terrible thing.”
The demons in the
darkness shouted and hissed
“You are free
wretched one, your names off our list
Go back home, with
those burdens you’ve carried
Your king he is gone,
he is dead and he is buried
And lastly, a
warning, if you ever should return
We will rip you to
pieces, your body, it will burn
I went back home but
with regret in the air
My king he was dead,
my punishment laid bare
He took it out of
love, he took it for me
But what am I to
become, who shall I be?
My king was innocent;
he had done nothing of blame
I couldn’t comprehend
that he died in my name
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