Mercy

The first blow ripped me open  
strips of leather    
with bone and glass and lead balls tied to their ends    
like fingers of Satan clawing and shredding.    
The second blow came quick    
goat bone ripping my flesh like raw meat.    
The third,forth, and fifth came so fast    
powerful numbing blows so vicious and violent    
gashing and tearing skin and muscles,gouging my body    
the swirling wind filling the air with the taste of iron    
I want to scream,wishing it never was ,knowing it had to be.    
The hurt so real,intense pain floods my whole body    
whipped and scourged,scourged and whipped    
blow after blow after blow,back,arms,shoulders,legs    
forty times or more    
ripping,bleeding,pulling,slashing...blood,pain.    
Stripped of my garments,naked and dirty    
blood oozing and crusting,so many wounds    
the soldiers,my brothers whom I love, laugh at me,    
they spit in my face and mock me,bowing before me    
calling me "King of the Jews"    
on my head a crown of thorns is placed    
pushed deep into my skull...such agony,such pain    
my face is marred and disfigured,covered with blood and spittle    
tears of blood mix with water,washing away the sins of time.    
With pure love for all mankind my pain brings me joy    
be it your will Father I give myself to you.    
Covered in a fresh robe and given my cross to bear    
we start our journey to redemption together    
crowds fill both sides of my pathway of dirt and stone    
so many souls,jeering and cheering,loving and hating    
pity,sadness,joy and anger,so many hardened hearts.    
Through the streets I stumble falling 1,2,3 times    
my arms ache,my shoulder breaks,my feet burn,my legs weak.    
To the top of the mount we go    
here they rip my now bloodied crusted robe off me.    
shaken and battered I lay naked and humiliated    
my body covered with wounds,blood,dirt and spit,    
a crown of thorns on my head    
laughing soldiers roll me onto the cross    
spikes pounded through my hands and feet    
by a hammer of stone,raised high smashing down upon me.    
Blows so fierce piercing my flesh and bones,    
veins popping,blood squirting,a pain so mighty.    
I Am...the cross now,we are one with one    
the skies darken as they upright us into the earth.    
Blood runs from my forehead into my eyes    
and down my cheeks into my mouth    
bringing me the sweet taste of life    
I dream of redemption...my blood giveth life.    
"It is finished"    
"Father into your hands I commend my spirit".