You were a symbol of His greatness
The womb which bore you
Was of none but purity
You weren’t but a miracle
A blessing to mankind
Sent as a messenger
They misconstrued you as divine
A misguided notion
Betrayed by your own people
As you sought His approval
To the very best of your efforts
You raised them from the dead
You healed them with your touch
With all your given powers
With help from none but Him
To answer their demands
To strengthen their faith
Yet it all resulted
In them being led astray
You called them to Him
Yet they stood still
Blinded by ignorance
Driven by lust
You were saved from it all
As He lifted you to a place
Unknown to man
A place of rest
Till the day of which
You shall stake your claim
Toward those misguided
Bringing them to shame
We await you oh Isa
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