by Nathaniel Okolo
We all have our crosses to bear Shortness Baldness Tallness Excessive hairiness Making us feel all so inadequate As if we were meant to be adequate Adequate in ourselves Ourselves, we only think of self Self, selfish, always less selfless Even the one who seems perfect Still has a hidden flaw The greatest human flaw; Brokenness, Unwholesomeness, Sin What was I saying about selfless? Selfless Only one has ever been selfless Selfless in bearing His cross Cross heavier than all of ours combined Combined into one One ugly, very jagged cross Cross he had to bear Bear all of our crosses Crosses which combined to form one ugly jagged cross Cross of sin, Cross of death Cross of lust, Cross of hate Hate He bore, Lust He bore Death He bore, Sin He bore Dead He was Fought He did Death He beat Rose He did Lord He is Back to crosses Crosses we bear Bear, but no longer with our strength Strength supplied by Him Him who is our Lord
Nathaniel Okolo is a poet, writer (with a focus on short stories and micro-fiction), an editor, and a medical student. He currently lives in Lagos, Nigeria. His work has appeared in literary magazines like Literary Yard and Qwenu among others.