Monday, November 15, 2021

Are you a king?

 

Haiku of enquiry


Pilate and Jesus.

Pilate’s got the upper hand,

has the final say.


Your own countrymen

handed you in, accuse you

of a kingly claim.


Tell: Are you a king?

What is it that you’ve done? Why

do they hate you so?


It’s not from this world,

my kingdom. Not power, wealth

or earthly glory.


All earthly kingdoms

fade away, turn to dust. My

kingdom never ends.


So you are a king!

said Pilate, little knowing

the truth of his words.


Jesus, born a king.

to bear witness to the truth

For this he was born.


What is truth? Pilate

asks, scoffing at the notion;

like many today.


A needle within

the haystack of straw and lies;

truth is elusive


Listen to his words;

become children of the truth.

Do you hear his voice?

 

Pilate’s not impressed.

Like many men of power,

truth is a nuisance.

 


© Ken Rookes 2021

No comments:

The boy, Samuel

Haiku of childhood Like sending your kids to boarding school, Samuel was sent to Eli. A linen ephod, the humble uniform worn by bo...