If for Christ's sake we are martyred,
From all our family and friends departed,
Then do we glow with Christ's pure light,
Leading the lost through the world of night!
A flower when crushed by one's fist
Spreads its perfume fragrant sweet
Not avenging, but showing its love
To the one who smashed it from above
Christ was like a crushed flower
Though mocked and beaten by the Roman power
"Forgive them Father", was what He prayed,
And from the Cross His loving incense sprayed.
Thus amidst all persecution we shall pray,
"Forgive them Father" for what they do and say
~~Crystal David JohnA
(This Poem was published in The Forerunner in 1982)
