Haiku for the respectable
We
stopped listening
to
Jesus some years ago.
His
words were too hard.
We
much prefer wealth
and
power and influence.
We
vote for Mammon.
We
like the idea
of
being known as Christians,
just
not the method.
He
said Love Neighbour
but
failed to clearly define
the
limits to love.
We
believe in love.
We
do our bit. The failure
must
lie somewhere else.
We
like the concept
of
justice. We just don’t think
we
should bear the cost.
One
thing that he said:
The
poor are always with you.
We
agree with that.
Some
people languish
behind
gates and barbed wire.
Nought
to do with us.
We
do not much like
the
idea of grace, unless
applied
to ourselves.
We
are deserving,
unlike
the many who aren’t.
Jesus
rewards us.
We
are disciples,
following
our Lord Jesus,
anchored
to the ground.
©
Ken Rookes 2018
This poem doesn't respond to a specific lectionary reading. Perhaps it responds to a number of gospel passages.
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