Buxton Shippy

Rookie - 369 Points (7-27-55 / Montego Bay, Jamaica)

Agony - Poem by Buxton Shippy

Ever wonder how He felt?
Praying in the garden
His students asleep
Could not watch for an hour
He knew He had to die
Even if it's just for me
He would be scourged
He would sweat blood
Even if it's just for me

There He was, fixed
Nails in hands and feet
For a moment
Abandoned by God

They pierced Him
Blood and water gushed
Mom at His feet
Brothers vanquished
Head bowed
Breathed His last
How He felt?
Think you have it hard?
Think about Him

He was wrapped
Buried and left
Thought it was the end?
Not so fast!
Three days later
He got up
Just like that
Now He reigns victorious

Today knees bow
Eyes close

Comments about Agony by Buxton Shippy

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (4/12/2013 3:32:00 AM)

    Agony the boat that floats without direction keeping where to ease very nice Buxton Shippy sir, thank you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 21, 2011

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