Inspired by Sol's "Poem and a picture" here's a poem I wrote a few days ago (except without the picture part).
Lama Sabachthani
Something Given, something Taken
Someone cries out, feels Forsaken
A Crown of thorns placed on his head
And hours later, He is dead
"It is Finished," softly spoken
Something old suddenly broken
Darkly done, the Earth is grieving
Some discouraged, stop believing
Other's rememeber what He's Said
And cast aside their doubt and dread
Crucifiction Foretold by He
It's not defeat, but Victory
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Tia mi aven Moridin isainde vadin
http://www.writings-emag.net The next big thing since individually wrapped cheese slices (coming soon).
[This message has been edited by Sarn_Cadrill (edited December 11, 2003).]
Lama Sabachthani
Something Given, something Taken
Someone cries out, feels Forsaken
A Crown of thorns placed on his head
And hours later, He is dead
"It is Finished," softly spoken
Something old suddenly broken
Darkly done, the Earth is grieving
Some discouraged, stop believing
Other's rememeber what He's Said
And cast aside their doubt and dread
Crucifiction Foretold by He
It's not defeat, but Victory
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Tia mi aven Moridin isainde vadin
http://www.writings-emag.net The next big thing since individually wrapped cheese slices (coming soon).
[This message has been edited by Sarn_Cadrill (edited December 11, 2003).]
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.
Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.