He Rose Poem by duke perry abrokwa

They jeered at him,
They struck him,
Spit upon him,
Crowned him with thorns,
Nailed him to the cross,
Crucified him among criminals,
They said, 'If you are truly the son of God, save yourself.'
It seemed as if the Lord had lost the battle,
That day, he felt forsaken,
He appeared to have lost the battle to life.

For on that day, the world fell silent,
The clouds darkened,
The sun refused to shine,
For three days, the savior of the world was gone,
Fear and panic gripped those who followed him,
All hope seemed lost.
Then suddenly, the sun returned,
The tomb was empty,
The son of God had risen.