Calvary painted love's picture for me.

Poetry Challenge again, folks...seems it is all I have time for...so here goes...very serious, as usual...

 

Cat-O’- Nine-Tails

 

 

Thorns pierced his puckered brow

Blood oozed from gaping wounds

A cat-o’-nine-tails applied

By relentless Roman goons

 

He walked up to the place of the skull

Named Golgotha’s hill

They gave him vinegar to drink

Scripture to fulfill

 

They pounded ugly iron nails

Into His feet and hands

And just before He died, He cried

Forgive, they don’t understand.

 

The sign above His head would read

Not exactly what they’d choose

It said, to their astonishment,

“This is Jesus, King of the Jews.”

 

Then they took Him down from the cross

And into a borrowed tomb

And to the amazement of all

In three days, He’d left that room.

 

Arisen from that cold grave

As only He can do

Giving hope to you and me

For life in him anew

 

And each of those hideous stripes

Each scar and every wheal

Means that I can go to him in prayer

For my sickness he will heal

 

Bonnie, 2006