they dug through the trash and found two sturdy boards
quickly they nailed them together
upon further searching they found 3 long and rusty nails
which were immediately pocketed.
they attached a small board as a sort of taunting foot-rest
just a bit out of the man's reach
together the two strong men struggled under the weight
as they carried the cross to their prisoner
stripped of his clothes, beaten until he could hardly breathe
they dressed him in shame and humiliation
they handed the cross to him and laughed as he struggled beneath the weight
already a dead-man walking.
thick crowds began to form to see the glory of the king
but as he passed they didnt recognize him
they saw a dirty, bleeding man, so they showered him with spit.
struggling to carry his heavy load he stumbled up the rocky hill
a man came and helped him- together they carried the cross
3 rusty nails pierced the Prisoner that day
and He was raised up where all could see Him
again He was stripped and they gambled for His clothes
He asked for a drink and they gave Him a vinegar soaked sponge
and He cried out "forgive them."
again they taunted Him telling Him to prove Himself telling Him to come down
it was your crap that nailed Him to the cross that day
but it was your face that kept Him there.
sure He could have come down, proven Himself then and there
but He died- when the earth went dark and the curtain ripped
He breathed His last-
at least for 3 days when He overcame death and conquered hell and took the devil's keys.