11.Crucifixion: Jesus is nailed to the cross
Going the whole yard, here
I’m embracing it.
Forget about tormenting storms
Watch drops drip down onto drops falling freely onto
drops swelling into swarms drenching into puddles
becoming brooks broadening into rivers running into streams
dissolving into fluxing floods
Look at the lightning
– blink –
snapshot of reality
After the laughter
they went away
words gathered
letters mattered
pasted
on papyrus scrolls
Look at the lightning
– blink –
reality shot
erosion of words,
expulsion of thoughts
evasion of hopes
“I’m on top of the world”
the boat sinks
the fishermen sings
his doomsday song
Look at the lightning
– blink –
Where were You when we perished into oblivion?
Philip Meersman (B)
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