Stained Cross Poem by Ojeikpo Elijah

Stained cross, with hues of red and gold
Your beauty lies in your imperfections
A symbol of sacrifice, a story told
Through centuries, your legacy still beckons
The weight of sins, you bear upon your frame
A burden carried, with grace and strength
In agony, you hang, yet love remains
For all the souls, you bear the length
Your surface marred, by the test of time
But still, your radiance never fades
A symbol of hope, in a world of crime
Your presence, a comfort, in dark shades
Oh stained cross, a symbol of divine
In your beauty, our salvation will shine.