A poem by Rev Al Staggs: The cross

THE CROSS

The Cross

Simple

Crude

Ugly

Ghastly

Applied to common criminals; a punishment of humiliation,

of excruciating agony, of death; a tragic symbol of the

crime of all time, the crucifixion of the Son of God; epitome

of banishment, relegated to its place outside the gates.

The Cross,

atop stately

structures

of advanced

civilizations.

Now within

the city gates.

Worn by the

inhabitants

in gold, in

silver, with

diamonds.

Adorning

magnificent

edifices,

established

in society’s

mainstream.

Massive

Shining

Artistic

Esthetic

Accepted

Co-opted

From www.religiousintelligence.org

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