Cameo-Who Has Believed Our Report
Across his back..
they laid a lash
Upon his head ..
a twisted crown
In his side..
they thrust a sword
Into his face they spat
On a tree left to die
' it is finished' was his cry
Bruised,despised..he took my guilt
And by these stripes..
he healed
More @ Ps 53
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2008
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment