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About This Author
Freelancing in poetry and non-fiction.. Feel free to contact me at quihadi@writing.com.
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JESUS BLED Thirty-nine stripes on His body
Each time with seven strands to gash His flesh
Each strand with something tied to disembody
Ripping off a piece of His flesh
They placed a crown of thorns on His head
And pounded them into his skin
Until blood ran down from his head
Then mocking with a grin
A nail was driven into His right hand
Entering into the wooden cross
So much pain to stand
With His arm stretching across
A nail was driven into His left hand
Arms outstretched on the cross
Blood streaming from each hand
New pain from arms stretched across
A nail was driven into His right foot
With blood shooting out
Then driven into His left foot
Then into the wooden cross bleeding out
A spear pierced His side
With water and blood gushing
His mortal body had died
No need for the leg crushing. |
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