Of crosses and stakes

Of crosses and stakes

We all carry our crosses,
Across this life
The price of our sins
This spectacle,a lesson to others
That the burden we carry alone
Is the price of our separation
From our truth

Other times we feel
We burn at the stakes
Of an unfeeling world
For not conforming
To it's stringent measures
The price of our freedom
Their heresy

Yet neither crosses or stakes
Are our only truth
For beyond the nails,pain
Beyond the burning disassociation
Lies,the promise of deliverance
Of resurrection.

--shubha