The last night – Poem about Jesus and his last night on earth
The last night
the sky was painted black and gray, the wind was blowing strangely that day,
flock of white doves that normally fly, remained hidden
while a soldier looked up to the sky-
with hands raised
he shouted to the heavens-“why?”
searching,
Earthquake
the city, rumble of thunder like the growl of a lion
ensuring their hunger;
While the women looked on with teary eyes,
best friend has
her mother clenched, her head bowed down,
in silent death;
execution
that would rest his soul;
the traitor’s kiss the fearsome lies,
running away,
the great betray;
scales of justice
tip to your side
as hope began again that night;
the clean wave
footprints in the sand;
the eraser cleans the blackboard, with the teacher’s hand;
the shirt that is torn
repairs like new;
the blood-stained dress,
washed from top to bottom,
white and clean
like the morning dew;
the slap the agony,
the crack of the whip,
bloody knees,
dishonor and spitting, and the tearing of the flesh,
imminent death
the final breath;
carry the weight of the world to the top of a hill
tortured footsteps,
during the day – seems to stop;
Of Strife and Conflict – Jerusalem
bloody back
the harsh cold of the morning, the integrity of love
selflessly loved;
Purple coat
and crown of thorns, rolling down his beard,
a drop of blood;
a silent reminder
of the day that comes, and falls
to the dusty ground beside his sandaled feet;
true love,
hand washing, sleepless night,
light from the rising sands of dawn;
in silence- eyes focused straight up to the sky,
while the birds fly
and the women cry;
while the nails are prepared for drilling
hands and feet,
a bite of bread
with the accompanying grievance of angels;
while tortured nails
of the ultimate test
they were abruptly driven
through its balanced and tense meat;
“forgive them please”
he was heard to say
that eventful day
raised his eyes and silently
prayed
while at the stake;
“You will be with me
in the embrace of paradise”
promised a man
through his tortured face a man who didn’t deserve it
however the promise
will not be forgotten, forever
while the spring new moon
traveled forward
through space
to light up the world at night somewhere else i didn’t know
what happened;
the thrust of a spear
in a man’s side, as blood spilled
like tears,
on the ground lay;
the price made on that day, as a debt
that was finally paid
or purchase for free –
a Slavic captive;
“Why have you left me?”
in tortured bread,
with eyes looking up to the sky
body writing in shame;
the broken body
of a lifeless dove, hanging from a post-
a fair trade
by a tragic mistake;
“I will bear your burdens if you believe,
to the waters of life
I will guide you”,
is what he said
two thousand years ago
before his death;
and in the leaves of the trees that give life, for a thousand years,
you will feed
a story of tragedy, triumph,
of the millennium plan
skillfully woven.
end of poem
The last night About the last hours of Jesus on earth and death. An interesting fact about the death of Jesus is that, according to biblical scholars, Jesus most likely died on a simple stake, rather than a two-piece cross. The original Greek words often translated “cross”, originally meant an upright stake or post, as used in Jesus’ day, and the form of execution used in Roman times was a stake. The cross was a pagan symbol that later became part of Christianity, explains Vine’s Expository Dictionary of New Testament Words. The poem is based on the gospel accounts of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John.
This, of course, does not take anything away from the supreme act of love that Jesus Christ did in favor of others, in which he willingly gave up his life to pay for the song of humanity and give those who believe the opportunity of eternal life. , according to the bible. Jesus said, “For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, that whoever exercises faith in him might not be destroyed but have eternal life.” Jesus said, too, “Greater love has no one than this, which should lay down his soul on behalf of his friends.”
As Jesus was being executed, he prayed to God: “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” Jesus had taught his followers to pray for his enemies, and to bless those who persecute them, and he practiced what he himself preached.
He continued to think, not of himself, but of others as they executed him. He told the weeping woman as he was being led to Golgotha: “Weep not for me, but for yourselves, for…” Jesus knew the trials that awaited some of these women.
He asked his closest disciple, John, from the torture stake to take his mother home: “Look at your mother.” And to Maria, her mother said: “Look at your son.” She said this even when she was in the last hours of her life. And before she died, she blessed the sincere and repentant wrongdoer who was being executed along with him, “Truly I tell you today, you will be with me in paradise.”
Could anyone have invented such a high ethic? Such a story of the highest level of self-sacrifice ever written about a real historical person? It seems highly unlikely that anyone could have cleverly crafted such a story. Jesus Christ was a real part of history, and while some doubt some of the details of his life and death, the fact remains that no man has left as great an imprint on earth as this humble carpenter and minister, Jesus Christ. He was the greatest man that ever lived, and the Bible says that he rose at the right hand of God, where he was appointed by God as King and Judge of all the earth. He is our Savior, He is our Redeemer. He is the Son of God. He is our Lord.