TURKEY TALK

The son of man has finally risen

But alas! Me, the son of an egg

Must die!

And for me!

There is no coming back! 

 Every year

We give up our lives

The day the son of man comes back to it! 

Why is it that when he comes to life

I have to lose mine!

He is the messiah of the whole world!

Yet why is it that I get to be martyred

I know he was crucified and all!

But tell me frankly

What did I do?

To get marinated and roasted! 

And hey, he is supposed to my Saviour too!

And I too wish to celebrate Easter!

Oh! Son of men and women

As you celebrate in happiness this blessed Easter!

Spare me, my flesh and bones!

SINFUL FEET

Washing sinful feet on this penultimate day!

Oh Lord! How great thou art!

Washing the feet of your fellow men!

Only The Son of Man can do!

With Love and compassion you do shine

As you washed away their grit and grime

You did know, who would go for silver

You did know, for whom the rooster will crow

You also knew, who all would walk away

Yet you washed them all equally! Full of   boundless love!

Oh Lord Almighty! Washing the feet of your fellow men

Washing away their sins they are yet to commit!

Let me humbly learn, from your everlasting love!

EASTER MORN

Oh rising sun of the Easter morn

Did you know, on this very day?

The son of man has risen before you!

For your sins and mine, he was nailed

But he blesseth us with resurrection

For your vices and ill will, he bore the cross

Yet he cleaneth our souls with love

No earthly tomb could seal his heavenly fate

As he rose from the very dead!

On this very day! Before the rising of the morning sun

The son of man has risen before you!

The son of man has risen,  to set your sinful soul free!