the young man
whose face you beat in
for standing up to protest
against your oppression...
just spat blood on the floors
of your halls of justice...
His name is Jesus...
will His blood redeem you,
or condemn you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Though he spilled his blood for us we are the ones that need to accept it. You are so right Eric. Great one.