The place called the skull

haiku for those who scoff.

It is called The Skull,
this place where problems are fixed
in time-honoured ways.

Bodies are broken
and causes brought to an end,
Hopes meet their nadir.

People standing by
join their leaders’ scoffing cries.
Soldiers also mock.

The man saved others;
if he is God’s chosen one,
let him save himself!

Not much sympathy
from one who also hangs there;
he joins the mockers

Are you not the Christ?
Save yourself! While you’re at it
spare a thought for us.

The third man protests:
He’s not deserving of this!
Asks: Remember me.

Not permitting pain
to determine love’s limits,
Jesus answers: Yes.

© Ken Rookes 2016

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