It Should Have Been Me Poem by Royston Nella

Lost in the crowd hoping God did not see,
the part that I'd played in Christ's agony.
For I'd cried 'Hosanna, ' then 'Crucify.'
Then stood there at His trial and watched Him die.

Joined sadistic soldiers and the fickle crowd
with Pilate standing there pompous and proud.
Watched this gross miscarriage of the law
that was so brutal, so offensive, so raw.

Jesus stood silent in the midst of it all,
the scapegoat upon whom God's wrath would fall.
It should have been me. I'm the guilty one.
It should have been me. Not God's only Son