Crossroads / Turned / the Reprieve of Barabbas



life changes on a dime

hear them cheering, jeering

to the music of horns

spirits dangerously high

sounds of glass shattering

they’re drinking Koolaid like moonshine

the smell spills over

fuelling the fall

into a shock of sky

bewildering brightness

an accidental miracle

bedevilling belief

on the trail of human frailty

mouthing immortality

breath caught on Jesus

the crowd is calling for Barabbas

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