Sunday Sunrise

The weekend was so very hard
Before the Sabbath, hope died
Life has been about fear
Perhaps it is all over

There will be no revolution
The message will no longer be whispered
There is talk of disbanding
Mostly there is nothing but mourning

One of our own was a cause
Trading faith for money
We now know the price of a Man’s blood
What is the price to return the man?

We knew it was coming
Arguments had increased
We had seen death reversed before
Lazarus is also in danger

The sky is showing its first light
We are sharing a room together
Soon it will be time to return to our homes
Our teacher died before creating our future

The last of the stars vanish
Overwhelmed as the sun peeks over the horizon
No one is ready to say goodbye
Tears fall freely

Some dear women come
They tell an incredible story
An empty tomb and an angel
Christ is risen, just as he said


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