Monday, March 1, 2021

My Father's House

Angry haiku


It’s early in John,

the confrontation is there

from the beginning.


The powerful ones

who rule religion, are scared

of his freedom words.


In Jerusalem

the temple stands for order;

ancient traditions.


Through the temple’s gates

he strides, his angry vision

impels him to act.


Upsets ev’rything;

sheep, cattle, money changers.

This is not God’s house!


Show a sign, they say,

that proves your right to do this.

Will my body do?


Not yet a sign, but

one will be given: Three days,

then resurrection!


Come again, Jesus;

drive them out, those who pervert

your words with their lies.


They are many still

who choose power, not the cross;

or the costs of love.


© Ken Rookes 2021

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