What were they thinking
When You stood there , silent ,
Resigned to Your fate , unwilling
To stop the lies and insults
Hurled at You ?
Didn't they know
Submission to Our Father's will
Is the only way ?
What were they thinking
When You were beaten
Within an inch of Your life ,
When You were forced
To carry Your own cross
On Your torn , bloody back ?
Didn't they realize
The cross is the key
To Our Father's Kingdom ?
What were they thinking
When they nailed You to that tree ,
When a Roman soldier
Pierced Your side with a lance
And water and blood flowed ?
Didn't they know
You were the hope of mankind ,
And Hope can never be
Crucified ?
Copyright Elizabeth Lyulkin , djlaml@Earthlink. net