we mark a dark yet holy day
when Light himself was crucified
condemned by men, unjustly tried
son suffered, father turned away
wrapped up in gloom, laid in cold tomb
“now God is dead!” the demons say
to save from shadow’s curse, light died
we mark a dark yet Good Friday.
a poem in my pocket 
Apr 13, 2016 @ 00:10:40
Thank ______
no words can
kiLL
God..
or sadly
bRing
God back
to Life as Word
alone..
allone
SinGs
SonG
oF
RE
AL
i
AM
Be..:)
Apr 13, 2016 @ 07:30:49
I will sing of my Redeemer…thanks, Fred 🙂
Apr 13, 2016 @ 07:55:41
SMiLes.. i
alWays
do too..;)