Monday, April 1, 2013
A four letter word
He waited to hear His Father shout it.
Laying still in the cold and dark
Where fear seemed to be living for eternity
Nightmares, demons, and haunts
Surrounded Him as the gates of hell were closing.
He may have been afraid,
Or He may have been a brave Son.
Just before His Father spoke the four letter word
That struck through that eternal moment
Then the stone rolled away.