Crucifixion

Crucifixion

Must I be here a tortured soul

If I’m to reach the destined goal

That you have set for me?

Must I lie awake in the night

To win the war but lose the fight

For what I am to be?

Must I bear this endless pain—

Endure the fire and the rain

To bring my words to life?

And why can’t I vicariously

Know virtual reality

And circumvent  the strife?

This cup I do not want to drink!

But from my calling can I shrink

And be what I must be?

Why can’t you find another way

To let me see another day—

Let this cup pass from me.

If to give life, I’m bound to die;

If I must crawl before I fly,

Then I’ll pick up this cross.

If must face today the grave

And lose my life my life to save,

I count my life as loss.

©Stan Sanford

January 24, 2002