Duff’s writing challenge #13.
The rusty nail was no tale
it spoke of a time,when humanity was biting the dust
the ill-begotten crowd was crying out loud
and spitting on his name with utter disgust.
The barbarism grew,with his pain anew
with utmost hatred,the cross of shame was raised
they tried in vain,to break his disdain
barely knowing,those painful moments could not be erased.
netting his faith,he fought with death
amidst the curses and the ungodly torture
they stood appalled,with their purpose dulled
as he was chanting prophecies about their bleak future.
within this mass in the blood tainted grass
his acolytes watched in silent gloom
but the heavens above,knew it was an act of love
as his faint smiles said “It’s time to bloom.”
and thus a century passed and his only trace masked
by false messiahs who distorted his teaching
in the name of religion,wars did burgeon
powered by hate and ill preaching.
But some pious mortals will unlock the portals
from whence his truth was once unfurled
and love will rise like a bright sunrise
washing out all the sorrows of the world.
You can’t keep a good man down Miraj 
A wonderful tribute to Jesus Christ..even though I don’t believe.
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