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I sat there content.

merely a sheep.

I heard a harsh cry,

"START MOVING YOUR FEET!"

Just as I turned,

a man caught my eye.

He ignored every word,

harsh statement and cry.

He paid no attention

to the grins and the scowls,

As He grew weaker,

blood and thorns on His brow.

Above the rest, a soldier howled,

"KING OF THE JEWS, SAVE YOURSELF NOW!"

The women were crying

and Mary was pouting.

Meanwhile the crowd,

started more shouting.

Veronica ran and

wiped off His face.

Soldiers yelled,

"WOMAN, GET BACK INTO PLACE!"

He fell three times,

each time in pain.

God, these last hours

were filled with such vain.

Simon came by and

carried His load.

Soon after that,

He was stripped of His clothes.

Dice were shaking in

the gamblers hands.

Then clouds formed overhead

and covered the lands.

Nails were driven

through His hands and feet.

His mother, now sobbing,

stood there so sweet.

He was scorned by the

thieves at both of His sides.

Then soon on Calvary,

He died.

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