Mocking

So when Pilate saw that he could do nothing, but rather that a riot was beginning, he took some water and washed his hands before the crowd, saying, “I am innocent of this man's blood; see to it yourselves.” Then the people as a whole answered, “His blood be on us and on our children!” So he released Barabbas for them; and after flogging Jesus, he handed him over to be crucified.

Then the soldiers of the governor took Jesus into the governor’s headquarters, and they gathered the whole cohort around him. They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and after twisting some thorns into a crown, they put it on his head. They put a reed in his right hand and knelt before him and mocked him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!” They spat on him, and took the reed and struck him on the head. After mocking him, they stripped him of the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him. Matthew 27:24-31 

Mocking

I bent the rules and didn't heed

the fashions and the times

I did not bend to popular rules

nor lend my name to support tyrants.

What I did, I did to heal and feed

those who came to me bleeding and afraid

I fed the lost and those outside the gate

and for this they will crucify me.

The brave bullies gathered round

a defenseless and gentle man

the incarnate God is in their midst

they beat with reeds and struck his head.

Their weaker brothers and sisters

trembled outside the gates crying out

wondering if violence wins today,

does humanity stand a chance?

Those who will not fight are mocked

those who would beat plowshares

are mowed down with ridicule and lies

and little children are expelled from the border.

In the mocking is all humanity

our worst and horrid selves

in the savior of the world bent down

 we find our best incarnate selves and love.