The Statue, a poem by Ian Fletcher at

The Statue

The Statue

written by: Ian Fletcher


The old master carved
the tortured limbs
and anguished face
from the unforgiving stone.

Christ on the cross
came from his very soul
he who had witnessed
war, famine, massacres
and the plague
that had taken
his devoted wife
and dearest daughter
his whole life seeming
one long crucifixion.

He cursed the God
that had forsaken him
and the worldly bishop
who had commissioned
this sacred artifact
for the new cathedral.
Tired, sick, and spent
he died a few days
after it was finished.

For centuries since
visitors have stood
in awe of his creation
that speaks of suffering
and, to some, redemption.

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