Haiku for the hopeless.
Like a wedding feast;
the kingdom invitation
is there for us all.
Still one more story;
a parable to confound,
also to offend.
The king sends his slaves:
It’s time, come to the banquet!
Lots of excuses.
A second time: Come,
everything is ready now!
They make light of it.
The affronted king
declares them all unworthy,
decides to move on.
Go out to the streets
and, whoever you find there,
bring them to the feast.
Everyone came
and all were made most welcome,
both the good and bad.
©
Ken Rookes 2017
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