Hope Hangs On a Cross
Beads of scarlet salvation
did flow down from Calvary
that dark day
Pilate light justice
was on total eclipse display
At the Golgotha place
A skull view
twas the Crucifixion perspective
“Abandon all hope”
was the Roman Legion directive
Crimson gold stained the nails,
which fastened that precious body
(of a Passover Lamb)
to the cross
In torturous fashion,
taunts hurled was the mob hobby
Ever thus did they venom rail
Obsequious Caesar squawks [so war eagle]
would coin crow
to pennywise show the Prince of Peace
who was boss
Fear and dismay
crushed trembling thoughts
held by vigil hands —
Grieved disciple Master plans
Wondrous expectations began
to slowly fade,
til the quarter mark
after noonday
There at the point of last breath,
certain death
was the only Nazarene sign
firmament given
The burial was of Jonah depth,
and son of Amittai length
Upon the third day,
the ewe resolve of a few faithful women
not once did stray
The blessed Eden hope,
which cruelly hung on a cross,
did Resurrection elope
when the tombstone got tossed
The betrothed bride New Jerusalem,
with pearly gate pride,
saith to all who drink
the blood of diVine:
“Jesus Christ, the Water of Life ...
the apple of God’s eye,
gives a passionfruit paradise welcome”
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2019
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