I am like David, I stand before you;
A granite, human God of Flesh & Bones;
Model of a Man, a living Statue
Upon my own Pedestal, cut from Stones.
Here I stand, sinewy, for Eyes to see;
Waiting for that Acknowledgement I seek.
You know what Choice, if it were up to me,
But being two Minds, one must not be meek.
I give my Body, all its fiery Limbs;
I give my Soul, whose World knows no Bound’ries;
I give my Mind, that checks, & adds, has Whims;
Give my Hand, that governs all these Countries.
Carved by my two Hands, I am beautiful.
Take my Hands & make a Bond eternal.