Think of Him

Think of Him suffering agony paying for my sin,
as I watch from the safety of my fallen mind
I hear Him call out to His Father, crying out His mind
I can’t follow what is happening, yet I hurt inside
Then He dies, people are leaving but they have nowhere to go
I imagine Him fallen – forgotten - but I can’t get Him out of my mind
I remember Him but the world has forgotten why it happened to Him
Busy lives, so much suffering. Did He die in vain?
Time will tell.