Haiku for servants
Teacher, will you grant
whatever we ask of you?
They ask, cunningly.
What is it you want?
He asked brothers James and John
when they came to him.
In your glory time,
grant us to sit at your right
hand, and at your left.
Jesus must have sighed.
You don’t know what you’re asking;
haven’t heard my words.
Can you drink my cup,
or share in my baptism?
Sure we can, Jesus!
Yes, you will follow.
Death will be my baptism,
suffering my cup.
The Gentile rulers
play at power, lording it;
Don't imitate them!
Would you become great?
You must become a servant;
be the slave of all.
The Son of Man came
not to be served, but to serve;
and to give his life.
The sighs continue.
Many still play power games;
refusing to hear.
© Ken Rookes 2021
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