The Gift of Love and Life
Lying on the cross
Bloody Pulp of heaven
The Saviour of Love
And a chance given
Renewing of hope
Nailed onto a dead tree
Brewing tears into life
Forsaken for me
Forgiveness taught in gruesome—
Tale of Redemption
He comprehended
The cycle of destruction
He knew history and eschatology
And in seeing all
He still decided it was worth it
To give dashed creation more
It took so much for so little
A birth—
I cannot comprehend
But I will try to love
If I was given a chance
To live as He did
I could try to emulate
But never live up to it
I am given life
Sometimes, I feel like packing
But then, I am reminded
He was not paid for loving
The human mind invents things more easily than words;that is why many improper terms and inadequate expressions gain currency.
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