Overcoming - Satan Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

Nailed to cross blood dripped from his hands chest, legs, feet. Jesus cried: O my dear father in heaven! Why me, why me, as he died. No, he did not. The sky thundered and the blinding dust storms uprooted the cross, Mary Magdalene and bystanders freed Jesus from the cross. And later, he moved to Kashmir secretly (where he had been in his youth with his cousin John) And lived there for long peacefully.