There are tombs that ain’t empty
Graves full of immovable bodies
Just like sunrises, people shine
Like it sets, people die!
But I know of a tomb that is empty
Though he was laid in it
But the tomb couldn’t restrict his power
He was laid in the tomb, but didn’t live in the tomb
He was dispersed and painfully abused
Yet he kept silent
He wasn’t violent but was laid as one
He was sentenced to death without a free trial
He was called useless
Suffered and endured great pain for others
Wounded and crushed for unguilty sins
Took the punishment though he was blameless
Many looked at him on the cross
And thought that was all
He breathed his last on the cross
He was carried away to be buried
Oh! See the pain of losing a loving— loved man
The healer couldn’t heal himself of the pains
The nails burst his veils, he wept and shouted
My Father! Where are you?
Even groaning can cause dryness of throat
The pain by his side caused a great discomfort
A sinless man hanged on the tree like a chicken
And the sinful ones were mocking him
All these happened,
For the word to be fulfilled, that
God loves humanity and came to die,
For them to live.
