INCARNATE
Immortal soul, grand and divine
An old power that aged like wine
He reigned before the earth was born
Before the first of worlds was torn
On earth, he came to be a king
He's like an angel without wing
In flesh and bone he came to rest
To face the world and pass the test
In his new form, he lived like us
Just like a stranger in a bus
In crown of thorn, he took his reign
Blood and water flowed from his vein
He died like us in human form
He's nailed on cross just like a norm
With every blood he poured on soil
All souls were save without a spoil
Incarnate poetry contest
2nd place
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