14/02/2024
HE AROSE
Of any three consecutive days in history
None more profound than in Jerusalem, 33 A.D.
This Passover none more to acclaim, memorialize
A pre-, mid-, post-Sabbath Sondown to Sonrise
Prologue to His epitaph “King Of The Jews”
As His friend’s unburial received grave reviews
A Nazarene signed His own death warrant
His miracle to the Sanhedrin so abhorrent
As to warp their jealousy to critical mass:
Murder to preserve their privileged class
Pilate, trying to release this vexing “rabbonai”
Warned by his wife not to trifle but pitify,
Succumbed to groupthink, the rabble’s lemming diet
Blackmailed by the Sanhedrin leveraging riot
Noon hour on that Friday called Black
Hate mocked so vicious as if from a hyena pack
Thrice beaten, flesh torn from His back
Jesus was crucified, more than body under attack––
For a tortuous three hours demon “bulls of Bashan”
Silently, secretly screamed “Abandon The Plan.”
Prophecy foretold, Divinely foreordained
In premature darkness Darkness reigned
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Bones not broken by spear, spikes, nor arrows
Spittle and blood cleansed with Joseph's aloes
Healed of scourge, puncture and bruising to adipose
Pierced for eternal glory---Day Three—He arose!
His tomb opened not by the Twelve Bro’s
Staggered, shattered, scattered bravados
Accused by the Sanhedrin bluenosed,
“Grave robbers! Those disciple banditos.”
Centurions, terrified by one angel to comatose,
Lied they dozed, bribed by Pharisees cozed
This body-theft-no-future-cold-case closed
Tho’ head linen folded unlike His burial clothes
“The Son of Man” did not decompose
The rule-of-sin the Crucified’s Blood deposed
The Father-to-man estrangement disposed
Rocks split and tombs by the hundreds disclosed
The Temple veil ripped by Divine earth-blows
Its priests stripped of profession and altar egos
Son of God agape eclipsed sons of man eros
Across millennia “It is paid for” still echoes.
Lion-to-Lamb redeemed His foes
Those spiritually dead, hopeless, froze,
Told, if death to self chosen, Life flows,
If their cross is carried, knowing Him follows
As for His “Friends”: To Hell? All no go’s
Within these, the Adopted, the Baptizer glows
Fruit of Blood-sweat prayer in Mount Olive groves
Onto their spirits the Barabbas Substitute grows––
From hustlers to honchos,
Horns to halos, hobos to heroes,
to saints from N**i holocaustos
All promised to emit “living” H2O’s
Sin, the Original and the ill-chose
That of First Adam epoch of imbroglios
For such the Final Adam interposed,
New Covenant by atonement imposed
Outclassing Pharisee polemical judos
Messiah was between two thieves juxtaposed:
One complicit with judgementalistos,
The confessant repentant not jocose
Israel’s Elders, obsessed with k-ratio$,
Unwitting, gloating in self-righteous kudos
Ushered Redemption’s Plan for born-again kiddos
This Plan undertaken before creation of the kosmos
The Father cursed His Son with sin He so loathes
Cast Him into deepest of Hades (no Limbos)
To strip Satan’s fear-of-death grip for us life-lows.
Day two: Darkness was over-Lorded by the Logos
This rabbi taught more than sanctimonious mottos,
Transcending Mt. Sanai, fulfilling the Law of Mose’
On Calvary, more profound than 1000 Megiddos
Refusing angelic rescue against Sadducee menchos
Mary Magdalene’s tears trickled down her nose
As her year’s-wage nard coursed down Yeshua’s nose
Next day Truth wafted under Pilot’s patrician nose
Next day it scented up a nail-driving centurion’s nose
Amazed by grace His sheep shout their “Oh’s!”
Of these to their Shepherd all each owes
The Prince of Peace never by coup overthrows
Ecclesia, awaken! You have overdozed
Gospelers testify of Messiah: None scribe pros,
Nor contemporary, partisan, pundit politicos
Forever High Priest renders no religious placebos
Jeshua’s holiness path one of suffering not primrose
The Great Exclusionist disturbs tepid status quos
His salvation not of meritorious quid pro quos
Neither Sola fide from religious Quasimodos
Nor leap-in-the-dark pseudo-faith quixoticos
Prophesied they would gamble for His robes,
Not only for those, His crucifiers, the Christ rose
Appearing first to two women (maligned as retardos)
To ascend to His Father’s side to intercede in repose
Victorious over all Satanic deception salvos
King of kings will return, this Man of Sorrows
From Heaven where The Light allows no shadows
Triumphant in the greatest of all comeback scenarios
His followers fear not failure or life’s TKO’s*
For The Omniscient knows our tomorrows
His Blood will cleanse and death to life transpose,
Universal Donor to more than blood type-O’s
Of Mafiosos, Gestapos, or UFOs,
Any fear vs. faith is ultra-opposed
May God bless the Ecclesia Unidos
Celebrate the Triune Elohim Uni-dios
Accepting “new life” with its vertigos,
His Church: Not for pilgrim virtuosos
Engaging reality, life not in vitros
God once upon us, now in vivos
Godly fear avails caution’s moral whoa’s
Lacking this fear of The Risen invites woes
Otherwise tossed by life’s windblows
Eternal life now available for whoeverso’s
For His sheep The Judge by mercy x-tolls
But on “That Day” for goats no x's-n’-o's
“All authority…given” to us x-officios
For works of satan to defeat not just x-pose
Celebrate His Resurrection with “Yippee-i-oh’s!”
Let your nays be nays and your yo’s be yo’s,
Like precious Redskins, blacks, whites, and yellows
Liberated from default libertine YOLO’s.
The Near One bore half-DNA unlike any human zygotos
Man:God ratio? 100%:100% (that’s four zeros)
The Incarnated Heaven-vacated into our zapatos
Hero of heroes, greater than a thousand Zorros
His “equality with God…” re-grasped—He arose!
TKO’s: Technical Knock Outs
Keven C Guthrie
Ventura, CA, Resurrection Day 2024
