Look at the man with the bloody wounds on his hands. Sharp thorns on his head, teary eyes crimson red. So weary is he dead. Oh what a sight the dread the fright. The bright sky has just turned black night, look how the masses turn away from the Christ. The people gloat at the sank boat. This man is destitute and remote his mental state is completely broke. Look at the men beneath him gamble for his cloak. Who is this man with the lacerated body. who the people laugh at and spit at with such hate and contemptment, resentment is evident in this moment in time for this man that knew no sin and committed no crime. Listen do u hear this man is crying for his father who at this time he appears to be hiding. Why is the ground shaking hell seems to be aching the grounds breaking apart the beautiful temple is torn symbolic of a new sacrifice to all men a fresh start. The people shudder in fear they think the end is here but on the contrary a marvellous gift has appeared. salvation to man because of the son that sits in Gods right hand. Many people reject it there are few who accept it. given freely but your life must be given to him completely. Will you choose him this day as the worlds security and mans sanity slips away. Knowing tommorrows not promised and death the curse is upon us. Corrupt seeds hearts diseased full of malice and deciet. what are we to be without him all ready a people incomplete. God bless all of you.