Haiku for disciples
He began to teach:
The Son of Man must suffer.
His friends are appalled!
Religious leaders,
take issue with his message,
are out to get him.
He will be silenced
one way or another. They
will do what it takes.
They will reject me,
I must be put to death. Don’t
say these things! They cry.
Time for plain speaking.
Would you be my disciples?
You must bear your cross.
Follow in my way.
Only by letting it go
can you save your life.
The gospel’s demands
must come ahead of all else.
Lose you life for me.
What is the world worth,
its pleasure, fame and fortune,
if you lose your soul?
(Hear this, O blind guides,
proclaiming your fake gospel
of prosperity!)
© Ken Rookes 2021
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