ODE: "HAPPY EASTER" BY POET THE MIRROR

I have a confession to make

I killed him

And he died for my sake

Up on the cross at Calvary

He cried in pain for my sins

I laughed and mocked him

Scorned and sneered as I nailed his hands

Speared him as I jeered with pride

I abused his power and worth

Adorned his head with thorns

Blamed him for my worries

Yet still he was willing to cleanse my soul with his precious blood

He looked down at me with loving eyes oozing blood

Gave me a tender smile

Then he raised his fading breath to the heavens and cried,

"Father, forgive him for he doesn't know what he is doing"

I watched his last drop of blood

He looked at me and said, "It is finished"

He forgave all my sins

I stood there static

My hands soaked in blood

My heart filled with regret

I had killed an innocent man

I came to myself a bit too late

He was right on the cross

Tortured to death

I realized I needed a saviour

He was buried in a tomb

On the third day he defeated death

And resurrected

He went to his Father, to prepare a place for me.

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!

POET THE MIRROR 

-Kenya

The poet personae appreciates Jesus Christ for dying for our sins and celebrates Easter.