As mild as a Lamb He did play
As meek as a Lamb He did speak
'Twas a tyrant, now stands for 'Hay'
Him did cast, Him bitterly beat with stick.
What He did, severally done by musky human
Human faces are fierce ever
They kill each-other, or make plan
So He stood there being mere.
To mercy is a great man's sign
The tyrant lacks it often
The tyrant had no reason, but did align
To cast Him, or snatch His pen.
11-4-2014
Pijush Biswas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-103/
