The Sacrifice
It happen far away
In a foreign land
On a barren hill
To an unknown man
It was many years ago
In a saintly plan
On a day much like this
To make His final stand
It didn't seem to matter
In their petty little lives
On this cruel and violent planet
To appreciate His plight
It happened that one day
In a time of hopeless pain
On a cross he was impaled
To rise up once again!
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment