Wednesday, March 24, 2010

The Son of God - On Good Friday

This was a picture that needed no words, it translates itself in a language of pain...in a mans world...

its a wordless poem.. read it with your eyes closed. I am updating it as a poem to link it to facebook...

some things you need
to see with open eyes
as tears on the son
of god as acid rain
fall from
the skies
beneath the sole
of a mothers feet
lies Paradise
the last temptation
the pain the anguish
of Jesus Christ
he came he saw
he paid a price
to save man
from the clutches
of evil within him
the home
of the lord
of the flies
on the soul
of humanity
he lives
he dies
wingless
he crawls
he flies
man
killing his own
the king of lies

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