Hey u guys. thnx for replying to my question about what should I rite about. well someone who replied gave me an idea. So thnx. so here is the poem i hope u'll like it.
Our Sins, His Death
The nail, right through His hand.
The blood rushing down, it, I can’t stand.
The crown of thorns He had to wear.
The sins we did, and we didn’t care.
We are the ones, who crucified Him,
from our horrible and deadly sins.
He carried the cross for our sake.
To save us from sin, and Satan, the deadly snake.
St. Mary standing there weeping for her son.
We did this to Him, we are the ones.
But why should we care, we didn’t tell Him to do it.
But He chose to do something, than to weep for us and sit.
When He died, He found all of His lost sheep.
But when He died we didn’t weep.
We cared less of what He did, and took it for granted.
Because we did sin, so in our hearts Satan landed.
We need to care, we need to show Him our love.
We need to show Him that we want to be with Him above.
We want to be happy with no sin to go around,
than to stay here on Earth’s sinful ground.
Just do good deeds,
that’s all He wants to see.
And to love, to love one another,
whether a friend, a neighbor, a sister, or a brother.
Just do what He wants, and you will see.
That your reward will be worth it, and you’ll be happy.