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ok I will add poems every-now-and-then so here is one I wrote a year ago.

In a garden there you cry
in the moonlight there you lie

Blood trinkles from every pore
In suffering agony your body is sore

The sins of evil from everyone
Fall upon you, the chosen one

The pain and agony you can bare
You took for us to be spared

Crying, weeping, screaming and more
The pain is eminse even down to the core

You continue to take it as you pray real hard
To take our sins even from a far

When you are done you will feel great relief
for you have saved us all from a dreadful reap

And to this day we still thank you
Every time the day becomes a new

We hear your cries even now
And we thank you for life even now

TITLE:JESUS WEPT
AUTHOR:SEAN T. MAHANA

I tend to lean away from poetry in general, unless it's referencing a historical event that I can put into context (not that the crucifixion isn't historical, don't kill me!).

Neat poem, but the rhyme scheme and wording need some tightening.