Give Me a Cross !

I am not the only holy man;

I am not the only blessed one;

Give me a Cross !

 Neither is the rich nor poor;

Neither am I the Lord nor beggar;

Give me a Cross !

I am neither the beginning nor the end;

 The everlasting; both in alive or dead.

Give me a Cross !

 Slept innocently in mother’s womb

I was born in a small village camp

Give me a Cross !

As a son of a gorgeous mother

The mob put me in the lane together

Give me a Cross !

 And someone opened my closed eyes,

 Placed my lips to her nipple eyes

Give me a Cross !

Heavy winds of time passed

Mountains, hills I walked up;

Give me a Cross !

I was beaten up by strangers 

For the sins of many others

Give me a Cross !

I sawed the seeds of good

But they gave me no food.

Give me a Cross !

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI