This man is a man unlike any other.
He was not only man, but also God.

God.

No matter where you’ve been,
what you’ve done,
or whether you believe it or not,

He died for you.

To say this man was only a man,
but a good man, a prophet,
is illogical. He himself claimed to be

God,

and if it were not so,
he would have been a liar,
a cheat, a blasphemer.

But this man was not only man, but also God.
This man is a man unlike any other.

It doesn’t seem finished. But then, most of my poems don’t. Works in progress, just like me.