#WritcoPoemChallenge
The smile on my face is real,
It bears witness of how I feel...
When you see me smile like this,
Be reminded it's in honor of the 'Big Deal'

The crowd cheered on like hungry werewolves
Their loud noise waking up the children in the neighborhood
"save yourself, if you are the Son of God! "
He looked on, slouched forward, and gave a nod.
Was he not the one they called Rabbi and Lord?
Seems today all those praises have been ignored.
To them, now, he's a slave,
No longer the One with the power to save.

I looked up and noticed the gloomy clouds
I pushed through the crowd, meandering with my head sadly bowed.

He noticed me...