
Christ on the Cross — A Good Friday poem by Msgr. George Welzbacher
iStock/Thai Noipho The pain. The PAIN! His ravaged flesh, deft scourging-torn, AFLAME With raging PAIN! Upon the Cross His wasted frame To spastic shock a prey! To swarming flies A feast! a prize! Beelzebub’s gleeful game? Christ’s throat afire with …