The Roman Centurion

There It was
the Roman Centurion
looking everywhere.
every body, and every tiny detail
nothing was hidden for him
He sense like he was the owner of
everything.


Only one thing, no less,
a Cross between two crosses
The man in that Cross
Was not a simply man,
for evrywhere he listening
It´s God Himself,
but he want not to believe.
¿He wasn´t or he must´t?


Then when the storm begings
he begings to believe,
and when the earthquake
attack the face of the earth
And heard a loud shout
from that cross.
He said "Truly, He is
the son of God.


ADRIÁN PRUNOTTO