Monday, March 26, 2018

Poem for Holy Week 2018


I Will Not Pass On What I Have Received
A hurtful insult which at him was leveled
along with a gratuitous mother comment
with spit that did hit true in that moment;
crowd hoping to make him feel bedeviled,
He strains to hold back the human desire,
tit for tat, and do exchange hate for hurt,
and stand up for his own dignity to assert
that he could condemn them all to hellfire.
But he prays to accept that peculiar honor
sharing pain suffered by unknown brothers
and sisters who also were beaten by others
driven by fear to make them blame fodder.
Jesus, help me love to turn my other cheek
that I’ll find your strength in seeming meek.

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