He died in peace---that robber who repented.
Dread Death and Hell cried out, "His soul is ours."
But then a gentle Voice was, by them, heard
speaking---the Lord, regnant over all powers---
"Always I have the first and final Word
"over your spoiled intentions, all malign.
"That man trusted in me; thus, the right is mine
"to give to him full and assured Salvation;
"eternal paradise his destination.
"Of this, my Gospel makes full proclamation."
Since Christ's triumph, Death and Hell have resented
this unexpected, absolute truncation
of their tradition, and bewail their loss---
caused by God's Son, slain on a Roman cross.
Starward
May the thief in each respond
May the thief in each respond likewise and unlike the other thief that responded with scorn and contempt, scoffing and mockery.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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