If I had told you,
Christ came back to life;
Maybe doubt if true,
From all of the strife.
Some of you might say,
Too impossible;
Many shades of gray,
Just not feasible.
How can you bring back,
To life someone dead;
Some factors you lack,
Deceptions have led.
Then our message,
Would have no meaning;
This is a presage,
That is demeaning.
Then the witnesses,
That had testified;
Must be geniuses,
The way that they lied.
If the dead do not,
Live and be restored;
Since bodies do rot,
Are stiff as a board.
Your tank is empty,
And faith is worthless;
With no victory,
Checkmate with your chess.
All those believers,
No longer exist;
Since all deceivers,
Preaching does persist.
If Christ is the hope,
We deserve pity;
For all that we cope,
Since death not pretty.
But Christ did come back,
To life from the dead;
Only if we lack,
Our faith instead.
C Copyright © 2015 Richard Newton Sherrer
