how do you feel today
knowing you denied Him
you the zealot hot-head
who’d fight and die
beside Him
where was your passion then
when His blood mingled with rain
now that your Hope lies buried
do you fear His pain?
—
how can you live today
seeing Him so wounded
you the favored friendship
all illusions soon dead
where was your mother then
at the last words from the cross
now that your Hope lies buried
do you fear His loss?
—
whom do you trust today
knowing they could kill Him
you the rebel hard-head
who almost could
believe Him
where was your reason then
in the carelessness of youth
now that your Hope lies buried
do you fear His truth?
—
where do you wake today
you His friend betrayer
informer on the innocent
wealth-obsessive traitor
where did your Hope lie then
when from the tree you fell
now that your body’s buried
did He bear even your hell?
