Haiku for those
who need to be fed
The Johanine Christ
calls himself the
bread of life;
much consternation.
Is this not Jesus,
the son of the
carpenter?
Claims to come from
God!
The
Father sent me,
and
he draws many to me;
I
will raise them up.
Learn
from the Father
and
come to me. I’ll show you
how
to truly live.
Your ancestors ate
wilderness bread
from above;
death still embraced
them.
I
am living bread.
Eat
of me, receive my life;
you
need never die.
Heaven’s
living bread,
bread
that gives life to the world:
this
bread is my flesh.
©
Ken Rookes 2018
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