Come along little lamb
Said the priests to the beast.
Let us lay hands on you
before you’re released.

Unblemished lamb
Touched by the rulers
Forerunner ram
A shadow of grillers.

Future priests would mimic
That same active touch
By slapping our Lord’s face
And mocking him much.

Echoed atonement
Played in Hebrew’s past
Mysterious rite
Fulfilled at last.

Ridding all sin
The Lamb succumbed
To a scapegoat tradition
Never needed again.

Based on Matthew 26:67

LMKazmierczak All Rights Reserved 2017