Good Friday
The day the good man died
And when he died we thought
Goodness isn’t worth it
Goodness only goes so far
And then gets crucified
And so we battle bravely
We also curse and swear
We get annoyed frustrated
Time to tear our hair
But what’s the point of anger?
Who are we trying to fool?
What is the great achievement?
What is the greatest rule?
Love the other as yourself
Not just when it pleases
Not when it’s convenient
Not just when it eases
But face each one before you
And speak the honest way
As Jesus before Pilate
On this fateful day
And know that this was victory
This death upon the cross
When Jesus bore our sins away
When Jesus bore the loss
And risen now in glory
His spirit in your heart
Live your life in kindness
This world needs your part
Brian Fahy
7 April 2023
Erris Poetry 