A Poem by Julie Clark | Palm Branches
…But the palm waving
Crowds shouting
Hosanna, quickly turned
To Crucify him
When he did not do
What they thought
He was supposed to do.
Read More…But the palm waving
Crowds shouting
Hosanna, quickly turned
To Crucify him
When he did not do
What they thought
He was supposed to do.
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