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The Little Cozy Poetry Nook: the sum of the hero is thine enemy

by Allan Henry

Sherlock Holmes

sits in the desert. 

His eyes are dry.

He does not weep

for his Moriarty.

Who will you be with?

Jesus Christ 

kneels on Golgotha.

His cross is broken,

nobody will fix it.

The soldiers have no 

heart to nail him up

and leave him to die.

Who will you be with

When the sky turns dark?

Holmes

thinks.

who?

Christ

begs.

who?

Holmes’ deerstalker cap 

has been ripped by wind 

his pipe has been swallowed

by a mirage.

who will touch your hand

when the rains come

when the desert reaches out?

The soldiers hem and haw

avert their eyes

and shuffle

among splintered wood

and failed crucifixions.

who will be by you

when your tombs are denied

and the heavens rip with grief?

Time passes as Christ kneels.

Sand sweeps over Golgotha.

The rock becomes a desert.

Two thousand years later

Holmes sees Christ and

a ruined cross.

the sun of thine enemy 

is the totality of your heroism

Christ kneeling looks

at the detective.

The detective 

stares at the Saviour.

Slowly,

Holmes nails Christ

to a cross.

Christ is Holmes’ Moriarty.

Holmes is Christ’s redeemer.

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