The Scars

I have impediments to keep me from walking way too far,
the feet were pierced with just one nail??
I think the hands were hung up seperately
and TWO nails must have been used.
I can feel them sometimes when I am YOU.
I have one more wound,
but not a nail a spearpointe thrust.
Into mye side but above mye belly.
Below mye breast, I am certain that YOU died.
Sometimes my forehead bleeds it looks like a CROWN??
of thorns WAS there sometime.
Various other manifestations, too numerous to mention.
Upon this person, but only ONE GOD,
the Spirit in ME>
The Jesus was on that CROSS>
Eye bleed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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