Simon The Cyrenian Speaks Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE FGFG EHEH| He never spoke a word to me | A |
| And yet He called my name | B |
| He never gave a sign to me | A |
| And yet I knew and came | B |
| At first I said quot I will not bear | C |
| His cross upon my back | D |
| He only seeks to place it there | C |
| Because my skin is black quot | E |
| - | |
| But He was dying for a dream | F |
| And He was very meek | G |
| And in His eyes there shone a gleam | F |
| Men journey far to seek | G |
| - | |
| It was Himself my pity bought | E |
| I did for Christ alone | H |
| What all of Rome could not have wrought | E |
| With bruise of lash or stone | H |
Countee Cullen
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