#FiveMinuteFriday: Empty (a poem)

Faith Marginalized Poetry

//Faith-freedom fighter,
Rebel sympathizer
Hung in the in-between
Passions inflamed
Peace suffocaters gnash
In unison toward the Saviour

En dia de Pascua
Mary, heart outside of chest
“Who has taken him?

Grave robbers, show yourself!”

Empty tomb
Healing garments neatly folded

For even the son of man
Was a gracious guest
Before ascending –
Right hand throne dweller

Forever glorified
Martyred for a bag
Of bones and dry skin
But never an empty soul
Because he made it so.//

When I  think of the crucifixion, I am reminded of the peacemakers. I am also reminded of who God revealed himself to first- perhaps the greatest sinner of Biblical times. After all, she was the deepest believer.

I’m joining #FiveMinuteFriday at Kate Motaung’s place. The word prompt is EMPTY.  Above is five minutes of free flow writing. The forward slashes (//) indicate where the timer started and ended. Your turn! Join us at Kate’s place.