In agony and pain, He bore it all
The lashes, the strikes, the merciless fall
The flagellation of Christ, a scene so raw
Captured by Caravaggio, in vivid awe
His body torn, His spirit shattered
Yet He endured, through the pain that mattered
For love and sacrifice, He paid the price
With every whip, every thorn, every vice
The darkness enveloped, the light grew dim
But still, He stood, tall and grim
A symbol of strength, of faith unbroken
In this moment, His spirit spoken
The canvas captures, the emotion so real
The blood, the sweat, the wounds that heal
A masterpiece of pain, a vision so raw
The flagellation of Christ, forever in awe
For in this moment, we see the power
Of love and sacrifice, in its darkest hour
And in His suffering, we find hope anew
For in His pain, He made all things new.
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