Pontius you condemned him so long ago, <br />to spikes and the cross, <br />with a crown of thorns, <br />no baron are you, <br /> <br />Napoleon you conqured with no remorse, <br />across the land of the gaul, <br />while you emancipated the jews, <br />were condemn an enemy of god, <br />no baron are you, <br /> <br />Adolph you exterminated many, <br />across Europe no ends in sight, <br />no emancipation for you, <br />condemned to your chamber, <br />suicide you choose, <br /> <br />While Emperor's may come, <br />and Kings may go, <br />God's salvation, his blessed hand, <br />touches across time, <br />and across this land, <br /> <br />The crowned head, sultan, and dukes, <br />keeping their societies feeling blue, <br />because whatever caliph's in tow, <br />God's gates only opened, <br />to the saved ones, <br />and that's a widow's mite few.<br /><br />Richard McClellan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/baron-s-hand/
