Three Crosses Poem by TravisNeal Williams

Lifted under deep skies, a body begs to die.
Taunting out many names.
Laughing teeth making shames.
Blood that at last dried.
Tears in passing cried.
Anguished as so desired.
Wrack at last admired.
Eyes that once fired.
Body now has tired.
Nail upon nail he is affixed.
Shadowed in the crucifix.

Lifted under deepened skies, a body begs to die.
He too had not been saved.
Living only for the lust he craved.
A life living so unashamed.
Cursing all that could be blamed.
Expecially the one that they called king.
Refusing the salvation that he can bring.
Watching the thorns twist in his head.
Soon he will find the dead walking where they tread.
Call out for those that dwell.
Preparing hell for those that were nailed.

Lifted under deepening skies, a body begs to die.
A man who wished he could be saved.
The salvation near he deftly craved.
A life of guilt he could not forget.
The time has come to release he regret.
Remember me when you go into paradise.
Saving me from all this i despise.
Watching as the one on his left dies.
Preparing himself, he slowly cries.
Pity the ones that have felt this loss.
Leaving this world up on the cross.