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Monday 15 June 2026

Colossal Miscarriage Of Justice

A kind face, contorted by the torture of severe whipping,
His body a mass of torn, bleeding tissue.
Cruelty stretched beyond limits of endurance;
The scourging was halted on the brink of death.
Numbed hands, unshackled from the pillar,
He collapsed on a stone pavement.

"Crucify Him! Crucify Him!" jarred the frenzied pack,
In paroxysms of rage that would pull down the fortress
Of justice. Roughly, He is brought back to consciousness.
Wrenching pain sent features convulsing in humiliation
As the smitten Crown of Thorns pierced His scalp.
The mocking crowd ridiculed, "Hail, king of the Jews!"

Surfeited with demeaning mimicry in the midday heat,
The Cross of Shame they hoisted on sagged shoulders.
In the loneliness of anguish, His staggering courage
Acquiesced to the summons by looming fate.
In the mob's rain of spit and spittle, He tottered away;
A trail of His blood traced the route to Golgotha.

Nailed to the cross on Mount Calvary, a loincloth
He wore, flanked by a duo on death row.
Parched with thirst, a sour blend was offered.
Looking down at the by-then jubilant crowd, He prayed,
"Father, forgive them, they don't know what they're doing."
"He is calling for Elijah," they joked, wickedly amused.

Human barbarity too much to bear, with a last gasp
Of breath, He wailed, "Eloi! Eloi! Lema Sabachthani?"—
A shriek of the doomed that rent the skies.
"It is finished!" Then gently came the words,
"Father, into Thy hands I place my spirit."
Head bowed, in utter agony, He succumbed to injuries.

His prosecution: a blatant perversion of legal rules
In hasty, nocturnal trials that snubbed the burden of proof,
Which had no room for witnesses for the accused.
A criminal action preceded by the unlawful arrest
He endured with manhandling and savage beating,
Even though no resistance was offered nor expected.

Unfairly found guilty of His assertion of messiahship
Under the Mosaic Law, thereafter, He is arraigned before
A Roman blood-court on a claim to kingship of the Jews.
Hellbent on having Him put to death, the initial charge
Of blasphemy was amended to sedition against Rome;
Thus, the religious was translated into a political charge.

Declared righteous by the one that betrayed Him,
What's more, He is adjudged innocent by the prefect—
A vacillating judge, unruly, eclipsed by the incited mob,
At whose behest capital punishment was handed down.
A travesty that shifted a villain's infamy to the Nazarene,
While freedom of the damned became the lot of the freed.

On no occasion had He robbed nor cheated anyone.
An upright gent He was, with a lifetime of clean record,
Who became a target for lynching in a sinister plot
Hatched by Jewish leaders, perturbed about His gospel
And rising popularity through mesmerizing miracles.
His Brutal Execution: A Colossal Miscarriage Of Justice. 


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