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I am a poet who has both been published and self published. All work on this blog is all copyright Alex Ness. While I make very little money from my work I am technically a professional. Measuring by the hours I've written I am professional. My goal is to share my work with as many people that can read it, as far as the internet may reach with it. I hope if you are moved you will share this blog with others, and perhaps buy my books.

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I bid you peace.

Je ne regrette pas la douleur, car il m'a fait plus forte

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Friday, April 3, 2015

When They Killed The Son of God

The crown of thorns
Bleeding streams
Nailed to a cross made of wood
Stretched across the beams
 His arms supporting his body
His act healing humanity's fall
He would be misunderstood
By the Romans and the Jews
As the son of God
As the Prince of Peace
As the son of man
He committed no crime
But before the jury of elders
His innocence went unspoken
And in a crime of universal importance
He would be broken
While black clouds approached
Storms of rainfalling
He was broken
For the sins of many
The perfect lamb
Unblemished in any way
Sacrificed for all