Look Up And You Will Find Me, Look Down and I Will Be There
Matthew 27:54
Look, truly this was the son of God
A centurion said to another
As the ghost left his body
It came down to their cover
In awe they watched
Among demons flocked
The threat had perished
They laughed and mocked
In death the ghost had left
Into his people and forever so
Out of him to the earth it went
Until it happens that it's time to go
Pierced in the side
Thorns into the head
Perfect life at the altar
In hate he was sacrificed, but never truly dead
About the Creator
J. K. Anderson
A poet, author and journalist tied to the belief that Christ is YHWH. Open minded and eager to show my wild imagination to all people. I'm not a happy writer but I'm happy to write. All for fun.
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Nice one