O Friday on whose shore the gift is given <br />Friday, sullied, bloodied, passion driven <br />day on which in combat, love and hate stood fierce <br />and sacred flesh the instruments of pain did pierce. <br />Only once but for all time thy name has stood <br />and triumphed by God’s love, described as good.<br /><br />Midifo Yearns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/good-friday-10/
