It was nine o’clock in the morning when they crucified him. The inscription of the charge against him read, “The King of the Jews.” And with him they crucified two bandits, one on his right and one on his left.
The day started early
Forced to carry the instrument of torture
through streets thronged with revellers,
some sporting post Passover hangovers
some just winding their way home
some heading to jobs that would not wait
And others who knew a good spectacle was promised
By nine o'clock, the excitement was over
the procession had stopped
And all that remained
was the sorry business of dying.
hoisted up as a warning to others
Left to die
as the party moved on.
God, may we not move on too quickly to the next thing but stay awhile by your cross today.