“Look”, they shout, “see the joke, the liar of all centuries
see how he holds his guilt inside by not uttering a word
he must be guilty, a crime so great no one has come to fight his cause”
Yet when the light fades from the day
all mockers voices’ silenced
as shards of light claim back the skies
His body sags in death
from every inch of flesh and bone
blood drips in shades of grace.
“The punishment that brought us peace was upon Him” Isaiah 53.
Paula Senekal 