Not a word!

Not a word, as He was summon to court,
Not a word at every questions thrown at Him,
Not a word about the allegations,
'Except thou sayest'
Then came slaps and whip,
Followed by loud shout ;'Crucify him',
The  sheep He came for shouted,
'Crucify him' louder they screamed,
Then Pilate to do nothing,
Only to exchange one for another,
Exchange thief for a Saviour?
Saviour dying in place of thief?
 Up he arose bearing His Cross,
The Cross for all,
Slowly and torturing up and down the hills,
Up and low in valley,
For every lows was whip,
Every highs whip was not spared,
With each stripe  All was made whole,

Up unto Golgotha, you bear the shame and pain,
Strip off your honour and dignity,
Even the FATHER to turn away from SON for a while,
You bear the Cross
 The Cross bear you up between the twos,
For nail on your palm, a price was made,
For nail on your feet more was settled,

Suddenly, with a loud cry you passed away
You passed away  for a moment,
Torn temple veil confirmed it,
And the darkness echoed it,
After three days, No grave can hold you bound,
He is Alive! He is Risen!


(c)Funmi Adeyemo, April,2017