Sorrow: Poem

John Kolyav By John Kolyav, 1st Sep 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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Who were eager to crucify Christ? Who were there really following him?

Who was he?

He, the son of man,
Did not lift up his head uphill of torture.
The heavy load of sylvan intelligence inertia
Thrust upon
He carried patiently
Though his stormy thoughts were suffocating
By the thorny crown.


He knew
Adulterers termed him a harlot’s son
Devil’s worshippers shouted him blasphemous
And their successors would burn Bruno,
Threaten Galileo
And grin at Darwin shaking monkeys’ fists.


He knew they who stripped, lashed and spat
Were wolves in sheep’s coat
Feeding on flocks.
Yet, he was silent when the sharp nails
Of accusations fixed his free limbs

Because his love was unearthly
And he knew they were ignorant of their deeds.

Real Problem

What worried him was the future;
Their infiltration into his faith,
Built up by sweat and blood
Of fishermen and peasants
And that they would distort in his name
The very first commandment
By placing his statues and pictures
For exploiting the poor
And when returns again after millenniums

Would be termed again a sinner.


Christ, Christian, Crucifixion, Disciples, God, Golgotha, Jesus, Peter, Priests, Son Of Man

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author avatar John Kolyav
Born in 1963, Postgraduated in 1986. Six novels and four poetry books published. Got three state- level awards for literary works. More details at

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author avatar akram saqib
1st Sep 2012 (#)


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author avatar John Kolyav
2nd Sep 2012 (#)

Thanks dear Akram

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