Alone and unaided
In the olive garden, He suffers.
The pain and sorrow caused by the world.
The armed band draws nearer and clearer.
Angry faces approach in the beam bright.
The desire of treachery is in the eyes,
Shining with a money mind.
Burning the heart with an evil fire
He rose and lived in his mind,
Playing a game with a violent static
Without minding the master is at His side
who advised him about the right.
He is a master value with priceless,
He is a friend valued with coin's silver.
Yes, the agony is at hand,
For His friend is at their head
Pointing over our blessed shepherd.
With a kiss crossed over His lovely cheek
He handed Him over to a cruel man.
Yet, an apostle becomes an apostate.
A question coming over,
Who is he?
What’s wrong?
There is no word.
Action speaks louder than words.
His loyal remains forever,
His love still burning,
With a hope that the world may change
After He reaches the final line.
About the Creator
Avila Osinta
"Living and learning."
Writing keeps me updated with the unknown matters of the world which stabilizes the emotion of the mind and cools down the heat of the heart.
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Comments (1)
Gosh this was so intense, emotional and powerful! Loved your poem!