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Nothing Good
(Good Friday)
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Saint Andrew’s cross
Peter’s cross is upside-down
Francis
Who was not crucified
Favored the T, it seems;
He received stigmata
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The shape of history
The record of our story
Told in a symbol
Without words
One who knows no words
Inked or engraved
Still knows the story
Holding close
The symbol
Of enmity
Prevailed,
A death upon the cross,
Then hidden in the ground
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There, that’s done:
Both broken discipleship
And keeping pristine empire
Are served
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Such a cruelty of days
This day
To call it good
Nothing good about it
Really
We were at our worst
Nothing good about it
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April 15, 2022 at 3:57 pm
I like this poem. There was nothing good about it.
April 16, 2022 at 10:27 pm
Thank you. I was visiting with a friend yesterday (on the day), and we continue not understanding the reasons to call it “Good Friday” or being convinced by them.