Three Crosses Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

THREE crosses, dark with light,
one shadow with the stink of
fight, six hours, a brand new
show, is this the one who walked
on water, or a trick from the
man below,
christens sobbing.
sinners sobbing.
children crying, where is my mom
or dad.
THREE crosses, dark with light,
above this ground, the sky
begines to cry,
christens sobbing,
sinners sobbing,
children crying, where is my mom or
dad.
THREE crosses, one god.