God Absconded – Holy Saturday
The morning of that blood flow day
As Christ was dragged across the way,
Beaten, scourged, purple mockery,
Crown of thorns, tempting apothecary,
Force walk through city streets,
Hear the screams and shouts, marching feet,
Weight of cross, solid wood, a tree,
Chafing shoulders, breaking, bleeding free,
And there, upon Golgotha Hill.
The soldiers ready for the kill;
Arms outstretched, nails...
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