I found the following poem at http://www.bruceprewer.com/DocB/BGOODFRIDAY.htm. AT GOLGOTHA
Today I dared to step much closer to the man on Skull Hill than ever before.
I elbowed past the curious crowd, beyond the high priest’s mob, and stood near Mary and John.
The soldiers leered at me and one said: “Take a good look mate, it may be you tomorrow.”
Determined I went and stood about five paces from that central cross and looked up.
Hideous scene; smell of blood, sweat and urine. I wanted to throw up; the soldiers chuckled.
Then I braced myself and took a long searching look at the crucified son of Mary in his agony.
O his eyes! They turned this way and that wildly searching for something that never came.
An undertaker once told me that employees who take too much notice don’t last long at the job.
Here things are different; today I took a lot of notice and saw the eyes of God searching for God.
I’ll love him forever; by the sheer grace of this Lord who was forsaken that we might never be so. A Poem by B D Prewer 2002