Haiku
for getting serious
They
were on the road.
Their
destination; trouble.
Big
Jerusalem
He
was leading them,
setting
the pace; they held back,
anxious
and afraid.
It
will get ugly,
he
told his friends. Always does
When
you challenge them.
They
fear my message,
hate
me for daring to speak.
They
will have their way.
Don’t
ask for honour,
honour
comes with pain and death.
There
are no short-cuts.
The
cup is suff’ring,
the
baptism, it is death.
Will
you still follow?
Will
you follow me?
Will
you be a slave to all?
Will
you give your life?
©
Ken Rookes 2020
Some haiku for the Narrative Lectionary, Second Sunday in Lent.
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