The Easter Triduum
The agony
the pain
the torment
the blood
of Jesus
innocently suffered
affliction
an undeserved pain
tortured by mankind
Christ so kind
was crucified
died
for the world
says the Word
"This is my Son..."
all will be done
for salvation
from Last Supper
until the third day
as we continue to pray...
Drencho POET Loads
Categories:
triduum, death, sin,
Form: Narrative
He the heir of ding a-ling
Not to proclaim again
The universe; below the belt of lonesome theme
Nothing like Euripedes scale?
Warriors! Abide no more!
Let him hear! By anothers winter's tale!
Let him speak!
Verbalize his own ideals of the will
Free of justice, back his wealth in need of triduum
He's the man of knowledge, the half was taken
Forbids not to take the road again!
Don't kill! He may endure cynism beyond pain!
Let him freed!
He's not Echo who just love himself
He, the scientist of the noble minds
Of an old aphorism in 1513
Please! Do not my King, in Napoleon's name!
His words are gait sparred
Oh! Like him is just a continuation of pendulous fame
He's not Gods, nor Greek, nor French
His human by all faith and means
Do not kill! His worth more than any of cunneus wedge
More than you'll know my kin
Do not let him die in his sentence...
Categories:
triduum, farewell, fear, universe,
Form: Epic