It Was a Setup
IT WAS A SETUP
In the beginning the was word
And the word became flesh
It was a setup! When a virgin was with a child
And the little child shall lead them.
Et tu, Brute? Et tu, Brute?
In exchange of your brothers blood for the kisses of death? Oh! Judas!
Is that your brothers blood in your hands, oh! Simone Peter?
Betrayal is deeper than a cut in flesh itself.
"Let him be crucified" they said.
In brutality they forced crown of thorns on his head
Knowing not it was a prediction
It was a setup!
Untransformed minds mocked him,
bowed and knee before him
Saying " Hail King of the Jews"
Knowing not the power of the tongue
It was a setup!
he dug his own grave
Creating the weapon
To kill the anointed
It was a setup!
They should have bound his arms behind,
Instead they crossed him, drank from the cup of confusion.
Bones crossed grievously,
Flesh ripped and blood pouring like water
To conquer, heal and to save children of God, they miscounted
It was a setup!
Eli, Eli, Lama sabachthani?
The Father groans for His only begotten son
for he knew no sin hence became a sin
For so He loved the world.
" it is finished "
The mouth of Sheol, swallowed him rejoicing
"You bite off more than you can chew"
Grave couldn't contain him for He has been crowned.
It was a setup!
By: Nosipho C Madywabe
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