They brought me to the prison
for spreading the gospels
and demanded proof
after I opened the eyes of a girl
who had been in darkness
the jailer had his eyes opened as well
The brought me to Rome
(the seat of the empire)
for spreading my truth
They did not request proof
just, rather, that I repudiate
he whom I represent
I did not
And so I was beaten with clubs
and my head was cleft
from my body
but, before the sentence was carried
I left a message for the girl
lest her vision by clouded
I signed it
"Your Valentine"