At The Urge To Murder A Man Not Of Our Race Or People

We bring peace to these lands, peace, from Rome;

each of its colonies becomes our home

on which we have imposed our law and order

even upon the empire's furthest border;

and that, you better know, goes rather far.

Defending our traditions is our right

(nor will it be reduced by any slight)

as constituted by S P Q R,

and as directed by our Emperor,

Tiberius, whom no one dares to slur.

Our exports are taxes and slavery.

Those who might seem courageous to defy

our rule we will, most quickly, crucify---

for we inflict death expeditiously

and, when one watches, with efficiency.

Judeans can no longer slay with stones.

The Prefect must, officially, consent

to each case of capital punishment;

often that is preceded by a scourging,

like this one scheduled now.  From Galilee,

this fellow who must bear the penalty:

and with excitement's sense of unbound urging,

these studded thongs will strip flesh off his bones---

a foretaste of the ghastly agony

that waits for him, on that ridge, Calvary.

 

Starward

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Most of the details of this poem are derived from the crucifixion accounts provided by the four Gospels.

 

S P Q R, roughly translated as, "The will of the Senate and the People of Rome," was, essentially, the Roman constitution.

 

They tell me that Pontius Pilate's proper title was "prefect"; and that the title "procurator," often associated with his office, was not used until the reign of Claudius, somewhat later than the events of this poem.

 

They also tell me that Calvary, or Golgotha, was not a mountain---as often depicted and described---but a small ridge with easy access to and from a main road into Jerusalem.

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