It Wasn't The Nails



Suffering is a part of life, and I say
 But sometimes I just wish the suffering would go away
 Pain seems so useless, its purpose is so hard to find
 When I'm in pain I'm often abrupt, rude & unkind

 But Jesus had much more pain than I ever will;
 His suffering was the way he chose my sins to kill
 He died of lack of blood and lack of enough air
 Into his lungs, and to me it seems unfair,

 To die for my sins on his cross up there
 It wasn't the nails that held Christ to the cross;
 It was his love for us that put him at a loss;
 For air to breathe and blood to flow

 And in the end, for his life to go
 My pain has purpose when I unite my pain,
 With Christ's pain on the cross which was for my gain;
 Gain of forgiveness of my sins on my soul

 And for other's sins, too, to make us all whole
 So I'll offer up my pain for others, and not complain
 For my suffering may help them repent and not sin again
 Suffering is a part of life, I know, and I say
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Submitted by hitalot on July 26, 2017

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AABB CCDD DEEF FGGH HGXA
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 973
Words 208
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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