The Unfallen One
Yesterday's splendour couldn't suffice,
It wasn't perpetual,
It couldn't be carried over,
The dawn of a new day
sets off a new order,
A new chronicle of events,
Atonement has to be made for the day,
The glorious cycle of blood sprinkling,
The ritual of the killing of animals,
Bulls, goat and sheep,
Spotless for cleansing,
A tiring, trivial round,
A replacement was sought for,
The high priests were in anticipation,
The prophets foretold of the Chosen One,
Who would bridge the gap
between mankind and the Divine,
Who would be an eternal sacrifice,
A propitiation for man's erring ways,
Death by any other couldn't
break the vicious cycle,
Death by any other name
couldn't bring life,
It couldn't change the tide,
There's no sure anchor besides Him.
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Thompson Emate
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