Ripped By the Passion

Has it ripped you?

That look on His face

As the mother caught

A glimpse

And they yanked Him away.

_____

The momentum

Of prosecution

Sweeps over Goodness;

The chains, the sweat,

The martial pace.

_____

A rude woodwork

Lades His shoulders.

Streets once rejoicing

At the message

Now curse and scrape.

_____

But has it ripped you?

Seeing many falls

And lashings.

The Peacemaker

Inciting matchless hate.

_____

And friends stare mutely

But dare not step up.

Even the governor

Flinches at this task.

God’s will be done.

_____

It ripped Him…God

To see a Son so

Badly shamed, pained,

Rebuked and drained,

As per Plan.

_____

That target hill on

Which salvation stands.

The spikes that butcher

Feet and hands.

The ridiculous crown.

_____

But show me, Man.

It rips and rocks you.

Or else REMOVE!

Another broken reed,

Christ’s worth to prove.

Doug Blair, Waterloo, Ontario

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