I sit here surrounded by twelve great men <br />Not just my disciples, they are my friends <br />But one will betray me, he'd rather have gold <br />One will deny me, he won't want the truth told <br />Wealth doesn't matter, nor does pride <br />What really matters is what's inside <br />I know what they will do to me yet I will show humility <br />I'll get down on my knees and wash their feet <br />To show them what they mean to me <br />I pray that this will all go fast <br />So I can see my Father at last <br />I know I will soon be crucified <br />Hung on a cross, left to die <br />But I sit here surrounded by twelve great men <br />Not just my disciples, they are my friends<br /><br />Lacey UnKnown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2-the-last-days-the-last-supper/
