J53 Jesus Is Crucified Poem by Simple Simon

Once the decision was taken,
The next step was its execution.
There was a mixed reaction.
O’er the final decision.

While some men rejoiced,
Many poor people cried.
The soldiers did him harm,
Still his face was calm.

Blood from his wound
Was dripping on the ground.
The thorns pricked his face,
Oozing blood, seen in trace.

The weight of the cross
Kept his body to toss
Sometime he carried it
Other time he pulled it.

While he was marching,
His tongue was parching
Simon carried the cross
That gave some relief to Jesus.

Crowd began to swell,
As they reached Skull
The last destination,
For the final execution.

They crucified Jesus
With two criminals,
One on his right,
Another, on his left.

“Father, they do not know
What they do; so show
Mercy on them
And forgive them.”

So prayed Jesus,
While on the cross.
It showed his kindness
Even to the enemies.

They divided his clothes
Among themselves.
The Jewish leaders
Jeered at Jesus.

Jokingly they said,
“Others he had saved
If God has chosen him
Will He now save him? ”

“King of the Jews”
They wrote like this
Above his head
And then mocked.

The Death of Jesus

There was a gloomy atmosphere.
Darkness covered everywhere.
The sun stopped shining.
The final hour came for parting.

Aloud Jesus cried out
“Father, I place my spirit
In Your hands, ” he said
These last words, and died.

An army officer praising God,
Said, “He was really good.”
This way, Jesus life had gone
But his great era, ‘AD’ had begun.