Injudicial

Darkness in the garden The prayers of the Desired of Nations are spent As the blood drips from His flesh Treachery The traitor's kiss of love was active malignity As his hanging and disembowelment would testify He had betrayed innocent blood With torches and weapons They came to take Him away The High Priest's servant, Malchus, his ear severed From his head by the sword of Cephas Was healed instantly by the touch of Christ They took Christ to Caiaphas, He went resigned to die The death sentence wielding Such was denied Sanhedrin Pilate unyielding save to the political will Clenching a mandate in one hand Reluctance in the other The latter of small consequence With the former beholden His wife was plagued by nightmares Whilst he was haunted by The nightmare of insurrection The crowd outside was gathering "Crucify" was the refrain Of their liturgy of death Pilate claimed innocence of this man's blood Just before he sentenced Him to die in agony They abused the boundaries Of their temporal jurisdiction Unbeknownst to them establishing The eternal kingdom