Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site

My Easter Nightmare.....

Poetry By: Wisewords

Easter is not a happy time for me...

Submitted:Mar 23, 2013    Reads: 10    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

My Easter Nightmare…..

Yes, I guess we all have night-mares,

When we wake up late at night,

We shiver with unearthly cold,

And recall the ghastly sight.

Yet I get those self same night-mares

And there`s something I must say,

My night-mares come at Easter

In the middle of the day.

When I think of my Lord Jesus,

As He struggles with the cross,

Bearing the sin of sinners

For without Him, we`d be lost.

I hear the hoards of people

Who spit and scorn their King,

Yet Jesus wore a Crown of Thorns

And was Lord of Everything.

I hear the sound the hammer makes

And I feel the awful pain,

As cruel nails bite into His flesh

Again…and again…..and again.

Then the cross is raised, and Jesus hangs

In triumph…. for all to see

And racked with indescribable pain,

He died….for you and me.

Now it takes some understanding,

As to why our Saviour died,

When He had so many followers

On whom he had relied.

Yet still God gave His only Son,

And He watched and saw Him die.

The only way to save the world

From sinners like you and I.

Geoffrey Kennell©


| Email this story Email this Poetry | Add to reading list


About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.