It is finished

It is finished
When all the moments connect and the last pull of the ribbon is given
The gift is completed by the words it is finished
Pain that robbed all source of comfort
Demanded love to conquer
Evil that tasted gall to the lips
Was the suffering of his death trip
Dark loneliness that no one cared
By jeering remarks and angry stares
Love for the races with its many faces
In spite of the pain he cared
The pain beyond the insane
That only love could slain
It is finished is what he said
For us new life to begin
We will hear those words again
When the final judgment is given
And all of pain and sin is driven
Never to reappear