Crucified
Between two thieves
Beneath a hot sun
Upon wood
With nails
With thorns
With hate
With fears
With sweat
With blood
With torn tissue
With contradictions
With no mercy
With derision
With tears
With jeers
In ignorance
In folly
In cold blood
In calculation
In between
Life and death
Like a pendulum
Between now and then
And how and when
Crucified.
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I just wanted to stop by since I am finally going through what is now listed as under 5,000 pieces of gather new mail that is sitting in my inbox on here.
With that mentioned I just came across either a mailing from you yourself, or someone else brought this piece to my attention. You or they felt that your creation should be shared with the gather community, which I am very glad that it was passed on to me to view. So I wanted to say Thank you for taking the time out of your busy day to publish it here on gather for us to all view. :o)
As well before I leave you I wanted to wish you a Happy New Year... in 2009 :o)
Likely my favourite of your poems, thus far!