Marco Chies Poet Free verse

A Carpenter On Golgothe

There's nothing more I can do,
he said as the blood flowed.
What hurts the most is being abandoned,
he whispered as I took the hammer.
this task is not the best,
you know how it is...
sometimes you just do what you gotta do,
a father does everything for his children
and children need bread.
Soon everything will pass,
he said screaming with the pain of the blows
black eyes fixed on me
before passing out.
his hair drips red sweat,
sinful clouds roll across the sky,
far away the oboes echo
as if asking why.
how many hits are needed
for the flesh to be pierced,
the work finally finished
and I be eternally cursed?

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Bill Baker March 1, 2022 at 10:54 PM Sometimes things are just what they need to be. Pain can be a blessing when it is an acknowledgement of the error of our ways. Deep feeling and emotions were brought to my soul through your poetry today, Marco. A poet friend in Texas, Bill Marco Chies March 2, 2022 at 3:27 AM Thank you Bill!!! The perspective of this poem is that of the one in charge of crucifying the Man, a job that must have been very complicated...