Nailed to the wooden cross
bleeding from hands, feet, chest
his head tilted to right
adorned with a crown of thorns
the son of God cried:
Father, why do you punish me
with nails pierced through me?
Was it Mary, the prostitute I married
or was it the Rabi whose shins I kicked
Cussed them, spat on them?
Dear Father, the most merciful Father,
please save me, save me from pains.
The most gracious, the most merciful
Forgiving Father who created the universe
and who takes care of every being in the world
ignored his only son begotten through immaculate conception.
The most ungracious, the most unmerciful
the most unforgiving Father was He.
And still is.
Is such a father worth a father?
- Ravi Kopra
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