No bible puncher

So must the smell
Have it’s way 
Of damp cold odour 
Shameless death 
Bearded to the end; he who 
Died upon a brick path 
Walking with God 
Where is our father 
In heaven? 
Our father who art
In heaven 
Died these many 
Years ago 
Where is He
Upon his cross
A man’s death 
Into the ground 
The ground earth 
Who lay in these chambers 
Cold and shiver 
Where is father now 
Where is He 
Under which stars  
Saw you die and 
Lay your rigid head 
Torso and limbs 
Upon this earth cold 
Begging forgiveness 
From our Father 
For a moment peace 
Arms rise up 
To the God light 
No bible puncher
Just an ordinary man