When my direction is bleak
Unceasing care covers my heart
Fills my being with refreshing waters
I ask, is this my destiny?
Shepherd turns into lamb
A lamb in the slaughterhouse
Innocent before the slaughterer
Towards a journey so painful
I ask again, is this your way?
An ultimate judge you’re oh Lord
Stand trial amidst devouring supremacies
None to defend innocent lamb
Condemned to a journey to Calvary
I ask yet again, is that what you wanted?
Oh my Lord, you on a painful journey
Bruised and derided beyond dignity
Whipped and stripped like a criminal
Mutilation tears your heart to pieces
I ask once again, how can I be help to you?
Oh Lord, my heart dripping with sorrow
See Christ’s body broken and torn
Hopelessness is the food for homeless
Destitution rips Jesus heart into million pieces
I ask again, how can I doctor your woods?
Oh Lord, you’re abandoned by everyone
You grieve through heart of aging
Christ an abandoned by His own
Elderly left in the rut of sadness
I ask yet again, why have I abandoned Christ?
Oh Lord, you’re so beautiful to me
Your bruising and torn body intact
You’re close to the broken hearted
Come back to darn your body yet again
I ask again, when will you come?
Jerri Melwin Dias SJ
A poem inspired by the stations of the Cross
Jerri Melwin Dias SJ
A poem inspired by the stations of the Cross
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