The Cross and the X
A cross stands tall, straight and true,
A symbol of faith, of what we pursue.
But X, oh X, you’re a twist in the tale,
A 45-degree spin, caught in the gale.The cross marks a point, sharp and clear,
A plus in the world, with nothing to fear.
Yet X, you’re elusive, you never quite fit,
Not positive, not negative — just a misfit.In the world of truth, you must be exact,
No room for a slant, for a twisted act.
Yet X, you tease, you never align,
Caught in between, in the blur of time.The cross bears Christ, a symbol of grace,
While X, you’re found in a far kinkier place.
A tool for restraint, a sign of control,
Not a savior’s burden, but a different role.So X, my friend, what are you to say?
A mark of what’s hidden, or just in the way?
You dance in the middle, where truth cannot sit,
A symbol of all that doesn’t quite fit.
-ChatGPT Free, 13/08/2024
