He never wore a crown
and he sat upon no throne
it was he who knelt down
yet he was as solid as stone
He did nothing but give
and would never take
taught us how to live
and asked only that we did not forsake
He tried to heal
he tried to help
but some would not feel
and chose to call him a whelp
In the end
it cost his life
it was will that did bend
was he who felt the strife
He came from above
and salvation he did bring
he showed us how to love
but was he ever king...?
He asked not for power
wanted nothing of fame
had the beauty of a flower
and Christ was his name
Jason Reid
