Without Him, There Will Be Nothing Poem by Apphia Grimonia

As I'm sitting here
The ceremony then begin
With white clothes he wearing
Humbleness shown.
Here, where the words from heaven
Will be heard clear
Here, where every each painting
Showed sacrifice and freedom
But seem this body attracted to the world
I crucify HIM again and again.
This mind never stopped thinking
As it was created nicely as HIM
But bad thought always seems to win
This mind brought my soul into sins.
This world will never welcome HIM
In front this cross
Where I'm standing
Shows everything.
The world hated HIM most
The world cursed HIM ever since birth
But without HIM
There will be nothing.