As I walk up, I see a crowd of people
Everyone gathered round something.
3 men held high on crosses.
2 thieves...and Him.
I cast lots for His clothes.
I laugh and point at Him.
I hammer the nails through His flesh.
I push the crown of thorns on his brow.
I write out a sign... "KING OF THE JEWS".
I hammer it to the cross.
I lift Him in the air on it.
I stab the spear through his side.
I hear Him cry out...
"FORGIVE THEM FATHER,
FOR THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO!"
...and the I see me hitting my knees.
At the base of the cross I put Him on...
and He looks down at me
He speaks to me.
I look up with tear stained cheeks
As he breathes out "I did this for you."
I am Barabbas.
I am Judas.
And still...He died for me.