I Saw A Man Today

I saw a Man today as he walked the hill
Tears and drops of blood did equal spill
From brutally torn flesh and eyes of pain
I saw a Man today my inadequate refrain

I saw a Man today unjustly convicted
His trial was short and clearly scripted
The verdict assured without any proof
I saw a Man today who spoke only truth

I saw a Man today abandoned by friends
Who claimed to be strangers by pretends
Before the cock crowed denying Him thrice
I saw a Man today and words cannot suffice

On a hill called the skull I saw a Man today
‘Father, forgive them’, is what I heard Him say
Through nails and a crown of thorns grace He sought
I saw a Man today the world’s debt He bought

For I saw a Man today more innocent than me
Take up my sentence while I just walked free
He bore the crucifixion cross in my place
I saw a Man today, I looked upon His face

I saw a Man today and He saw into my heart
And took away the darkness and gave me a new start
He broke the chains that bound tighter than the jail
I saw a Man today whose blood tore the veil

I saw a Man today and He died upon that cross
Sacrificed for me and all the world’s lost
He could have called a heavenly army
But I saw a Man today who chose to die for me

Three days past I saw that Man die upon the beam
A death that changed my path it would so seem
And now before His empty tomb an angel doth stand
Why seek you in this place of death The Living Man?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Godwin Avatar
September 18, 2025 at 8:25 AM
I could cry. Beautifully, soulfully done. I must show this to my husband, he, too, will soak up each verse. Andrea, below, and I are good friends off Soup, thou thousands of miles apart we 'talk' frequently. She's a wonderful source of all things Form related should you have a need, very approachable. I really needed her to conquer the Japanese forms. Wonderful write, Danny. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Godwin Avatar
September 18, 2025 at 2:18 PM
I'm a military brat. Lost my Dad to Agent Orange, it didn't get him until 1998, apparently one can live with a certain amount in their system, but not when they develop geriatric diabetes (geriatric hardly seems applicable, he was only 67). He knew he had been exposed but, of course, he never told us, not even Mama. I dealt w/ suicide ideology for many years, so I get that part of your response to me. What I don't get is how ANYONE can go to war and not be beyond depressed, it is horrendous; there's no way one can truly be prepared and no one can convince me otherwise. I regret all darkness that entered your senses, emotions and mind, and add my prayers to all others being said on your behalf. I regret that which I have no say in, war.
Derden Avatar
September 18, 2025 at 1:06 PM
Thank you so much...some of my poetry is darker...I struggled with depression for a long time...after military service its not uncommon and I served 25 years, attended a LOT of burials and visited too many comrades in the hospital, many with grievous, life changing wounds. That stuff sticks and I didn't really "deal" with just pretended to be "OK". Better now though and writing helped me come to terms...so forgive me if some of the work is rough around the edges and questionable...
Dietrich Avatar
June 25, 2025 at 9:47 PM
Wow, well done on this verse. A fave for me. And welcome to Soup.
Derden Avatar
June 27, 2025 at 11:51 AM
I woke up one morning with some of these lines going through my mind.
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