Palm Sunday

After the palms have been waved
After the last supper's grown cold
After the dye has been cast
After for 30 pieces he's been sold
 
After the dice has been rolled for his clothes
After the cross has been carried
After the temple's curtain has split
After his body's been buried
 
After the world has changed with his word
After we've found His new Peace
After our Spirits have risen like His
All pain and suffering will cease.
By Barbara Zeman