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Confusion and chaos, stamped, cry and abuse,
what that fuss, so I thought, heedlessly peeped out
through the porthole, the spectacle of calamity unveiled
paralyzed my soul.

This man in dripping red, with his own blood, body disfigured,
like a plowed land, maniac mocking militia nagging behind
as he carried this huge block of wood, cross they called -
on his weak shoulders,

Slashing and wiping, blows and slapping, spiting and spanking,
one hell I witnessed in a split second; “You felon” they yelled,
yet walked this man with an accomplished pride, a prince or a
bridegroom; I couldn’t hold but to follow him – to the mountain of skull.

Thousand pairs of eyes gazed at him in contempt, few with
compassion, and mine with confusion but his with composure; why?
I queried within, as they speared him with spikes hung him on
to the wood; then, his teetotal loud voice from the cross I heard.

“Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing”
This man in pain and humiliation loved us more then his own life!?.
-FRANCO-
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 62 [informant] => FRANCO [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )

To the mountain of skull.

Contributed by FRANCO on Saturday, 23rd February 2008 @ 05:13:37 PM in AEST
Topic: spiritual

Confusion and chaos, stamped, cry and abuse,
what that fuss, so I thought, heedlessly peeped out
through the porthole, the spectacle of calamity unveiled
paralyzed my soul.

This man in dripping red, with his own blood, body disfigured,
like a plowed land, maniac mocking militia nagging behind
as he carried this huge block of wood, cross they called -
on his weak shoulders,

Slashing and wiping, blows and slapping, spiting and spanking,
one hell I witnessed in a split second; “You felon” they yelled,
yet walked this man with an accomplished pride, a prince or a
bridegroom; I couldn’t hold but to follow him – to the mountain of skull.

Thousand pairs of eyes gazed at him in contempt, few with
compassion, and mine with confusion but his with composure; why?
I queried within, as they speared him with spikes hung him on
to the wood; then, his teetotal loud voice from the cross I heard.

“Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing”
This man in pain and humiliation loved us more then his own life!?.
-FRANCO-

Copyright Â© FRANCO ... [ 2008-02-23 17:13:37]
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Re: To the mountain of skull. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 24th February 2008 @ 12:21:23 AM AEST
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Franco, my friend, it is so nice to see you back. :)

With Easter fast approaching, this subject is perfect. I love how you
retold the story in first person. It just makes the images so much more
real, you know? Such vivid descriptions; it almost places the reader right
there! Beautiful words, my friend. Thanks for sharing this one.

~Breezy

Re: To the mountain of skull. (User Rating: 1 )
by Lenny_Gazbowski on Sunday, 20th April 2008 @ 05:28:00 AM AEST
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I trul enjoyed this piece, which moved me!

LG

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