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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required What can be said? About the treachery of the justice system Filling the jury with haters of the accused His crimes not specified But fury radiates from the eyes of the jury They say his crimes are numerous But I sit there watching Fully aware of their deceit After all I am not part of this sham Yet I can’t help the guilt that creeps into me Because I jeer as he is pronounced guilty Stupid Nazarene I say to myself And I watch him die Even though his innocence is clear as crystal With one last breath I hear him say “Forgive them” Forgive who, me… Not possible I am a righteous man It is he who is to be forgiven But as I watch the veil tear in two The throne room once sacred defiled My heart stops Even the earthquake seems distant I fear for I have heard this prophecy before Foretold by the prophet of old times Oh, oh, my life is finished How could I not see the truth in his words? And there on a tree is a rejected king The messiah to be exalted crucified Now his father will avenge him In his fury he will spare not one How can I stand his wrath? Oh me, a foolish scholar For I have been trained in his principles Studied his laws day and night I know his pries and his histories But with my very own hand I have crucified him that came to deliver I must spend my last days in shame Shame at my actions, foolishness, treachery ¬master, oh master come¬ Shut up you jester Do you not see our impending doom? ¬ Master we must rejoice For the tomb is empty He has risen You must come for he welcomes everyone¬ Oh, I must run to him For he has risen to glory He had disregarded the order of death And claimed kingship over life and death He has handed me the keys So many years after It’s today, the day of my salvation And I remember it like yesterday Happy Easter
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