HE CRIED

Finding oneness with God in spirituality

Seeing beyond the physical reality,

Being allowed to see by our merciful God

What they did to our loving Lord

 

In the dark garden how He cried

Knowing that they would pierce His side,

A crown of thorns would be on His head

They would not care for the words He said

 

Feeling the nail that would pierce His hand

He would die at the hands of mortal man,

Selflessly giving up His deity

For the redemption of humanity

 

Cognizant that the Lord gave His life

And yet we live in strife,

O! How He must still be in grief

Our wantonness, He has no relief!

 

© Sheriff Ali 2006

 

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