Once On A Hill Poem by Gert Strydom

From His anguish the sun fled
the sky was dark as if shaded
and just before life completely left Him
He said to forgive them,
who do not know what they are doing

and this He talked about them
who had spit upon Him, mocked Him,
in nakedness degraded Him
and was glad to nail
an innocent very good man
to a piece of wood
in order to kill him

and still I wonder when
they realised if at all,
that they had killed
the creator God Himself
and inhuman, had lashed out
in great hatred
to one who loved selflessly?