Many hours, HE hung on the cross
Yet, we mourn "Our" every loss.

A crown of thorns He wore 
A thousand stripes He bore.

Yet, we fret and weep, over every strife
While for us, He laid down his life.

By His wounds, we are washed clean
Yet our hearts remain cold and mean.

Did He shed HIS blood in vain
While sinners we yet remain?

Did He rise on Easter morn
Still an object of mankinds' scorn?

As a hungry child begs
We treasure hunt for eggs, 

Our neighbors go thread bare
While, the finest of clothes we wear

Does mankind recall
our
Redemption from the fall?
how
Jesus died to save us all?

As Jesus, from death arose
Our sins, we must expose

In gratitude to The Savior
We must change our behavior

Trust the devil for no favors
And injure not, your neighbors

Love God, Love one another!!!
Black, White, Sister or Brother.