Rowed to screaming distress of guilt:undone:
Truth of not his Father's.
Sin; that foul act in knowledge,
Once sought in a garden,
A woman's deed
For a man's dead; Irrelevant.
A man of sorrow
Rowed on my sins: of scarlet red
Casted on the whitest snow,
Scarleting Him,
He poured sin from his palm,
Head: as thorny crowned-
Sin, He wholly parted with.
Man of Sorrow;
From purity, he sprouted
In purity, he laid,
Man of Sorrow,
Despised, rejected; thrown to the bush-
A bush once burnt non burningly.
Spotted by my transgressions.
Grief, i laid on him-
a blameless man; i esteemed not.
A man of sorrows,
Bearing my sorrows,
Bleeding my blood, Guilty me;
Of regrets.
In a dry land i grow;
a tender plant,
Watered with blood
Growing in Heaven's flood.
Man of Sorrow,
A lamb to the slaughter;
Sharp knives bless his face;unspeaking.
A sheep before its shearer is dumb,
He watched his death,
Bore the pain, unspeaking-
for thoughts of me:
of you: afflicted: cannot hear the pain
He watched our death in his death.
He Graced us in the disgrace of death!
Man of Sorrow
Is
King of Glory.
a NENE TETTEH ADUSU's musing.
(TETTEH D MUSE)
© 03/04/15
