When Christ Shed His Blood Poem by lalitha iyer

Upon the Cross
he shed his blood
he who blooded the world
was nailed by the world

he who healed
now, bleeding with wound
he who aches
pledged his stakes
to free his beloved makes

what more sin could men do
when the beast rides the hearts without any clue
the son of God
epitome of power
King of world of hours
they crossed him
he the maker and the ruler
they sinned against him
again and again mankind repays
the guilt of hanging
goodness and holiness
honesty and purity

again and again
terrorists are born
out of Innocents
when Innocents bleed
terrorists are weeded
the touch of divine blood
upon the earth
the horror of the scene
it exploded the bomb
the blood droplets
ignited by nuclear fissions
and fusions confused missions

When the son of God
he smiled in sadness
his heart filled with no, no, no
oh no, it is chiding the child
that refuses to obey the dictates mild
the blood drops Tsunamied
the pains thorned the earth breast
and now we bleed
the innocents and honest ones
for the sin our forefathers did.........