Come ye’ young and old
Rolling out drapes of shame and sorrow
Let us clamp fast our fists and jaws
Watching in tears the beauty of an ugly cross
As we recall our ingratitude and pride
Counting our selfishness and lies
Walking past station to station
May we never forget; for us He gave it all
Once again we become like little children
bringing forth our feet to be cleansed
As we watch His love gush out so freely
forget we not then His message of humility
As we depart in blaring silence,
In saggy faces, gazing expectantly at the skies
As we deny ourselves of human cravings, hold firm;
On this Thursday, we do it all in His remembrance.
Nonye J. Chidolue (@NonyeWrites)
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