The Love of Mary Magdalene
On canvas was made to shame
For the world to despise her name
Portrayed as a whore
A dirty Mary nothing more
Hair that wiped Jesus’s feet of oil and tears
Never left his side even at the cross
Who was this woman from Magdala
Why has the bible tried to exclude her
She soothes a crucified body with aloes and myrrh
Believed while Peter denied three times before cock crowed
The Messiah who was resurrected on the third day
First appeared to this lady of immeasurable faith
Her heart knew the Lord above man’s horrid sins
No love greater than the love of Mary Magdalene
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