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Ripples: Poetry by Deborah Beachboard


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            The King

            Pilate said,
            "What is truth?
            Barrabas was spared
            They want you dead,
            so of your blood I wash my hands."
            Jesus of Nazareth
            King of the Jews.
            No! He only said he was
            the chief priests wailed.
            "What I have written
            I have written,"
            Pilate said.

            The centurion said,
            "Certainly this
            was a righteous man,"
            as the sky turned dark
            and the earthquake rumbled.
            Jesus of Nazareth
            died on the cross.
            In the temple the veil was rent
            from top to bottom.
            Rocks split and graves were opened.
            "Truly this man was the Son of God,"
            the centurion said.

            The angel said,
            "Why do you seek
            the living among the dead?
            He isn't here
            for he has rizen."
            Jesus of Nazareth
            The Savior of Man.
            Messiah! High Priest forever
            to make intercession.
            "Go tell your brethren
            That he is risen from the dead,"
            The angel said.

            Jesus said,
            "Go into the world
            and teach all nations
            preaching the Gospel to every creature,
            blessed is he that believes."
            Jesus of Nazareth
            The deliverer from Zion.
            I see the Son of man
            standing on the right hand of God.
            "If I go I will come again
            that where I am you may be,"
            Jesus said.







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