Treasure Island

Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

As a mere human You did come


As a mere human You did come,
did leave Your Godliness behind,
walked through dusty roads
to heal the sick
and to bring comfort to those with pain,

to bring a unknown peace,
causing miracles against the laws of nature
through Your Father
with the Spirit of God descending upon You
to bring to the world of darkness
a bright white pure light.

You did speak about the real meaning of love,
did let love fall upon everyone like clear sweet rain,
while You did live totally sinless,
did bless everyone everywhere, even Your enemies,
but still You did become totally human

and I that tread around in my own thoughts,
in my own words and sinful deeds
can realise Your cruel death and love,
can in my imagination hear the cat whipping,

want to turn away with my own shyness
from You hanging on the cross
but I cannot
as I am caught by your sacrifice
and very scared

I beg for it to be different
as You do know the dark depths of my life
and of Your death I am also guilty
when You call out forgiveness over everyone
and die like only a man can

but there is no one else
that has such love.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013
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