Iron rips into flesh

Crimson streams seep in gushing agony

Intense pain


Hate driven home

Elevated for every eye to see

Sins wounds

Crimson atonement

Eternal redemption

The predestined sacrifice

Bleeding in wraths rivers

Crushed for my rebellion

And for my reconciliation


This entry was posted in Poems. Bookmark the permalink.

1 Response to Atonement

  1. Mary says:

    I’ve always thought of atonement as giving a peaceful feeling. This poem gives the opposite viewpoint.

Thank you for reading my poems. Please don't feel you have to comment. I enjoyed writing them, I hope you enjoyed reading them, Be blessed.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s