"HE" - a poem.

 

 

He bore the curse,

He wore the shame,

He bore Gods' wrath

Endured the pain.

 

He bowed to death,

He graced the tomb,

He brake the bars

Dispelled the gloom.

 

He vanquished death,

He ope'd the graves,

He rent the rocks

And freed its' slaves.

 

He "shewed Himself,"

He banished fear,

He whispered "peace"

Dried every tear.

 

He blessed His own,

He clave the sky,

He upward rose

And reigns on high.

 

He comes again,

 He takes His own,

He brings them "there"

to share His throne.

T.W. 2012