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#barabbus
I was dying. Wasn’t even trying to survive. I was fading and withering away as I lived. And I didn’t even know. Didn’t know such things are still relevant today. About what Jesus did before I even came to be. So ignorant. How foolish and stupid I was to think I deserved and earned this love. I didn’t care about him. What he did. I didn’t seem to know his love was so deep. He died. For a criminal like me. He knew me. And I didn’t even know him. Or recognised who he was. I never even knew him before I was born. We stood in front of the angry crowd on that day. they demanded to free me. And they let me live. Jesus died. For me.
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Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
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