Be blessed

 

Haiku of reversal

They came to hear him;

a great crowd eager to learn,

and to be healed.

The unclean spirits,

whatever we make of them;

he dealt with them, too.

He pronounced blessings,

surprising, unexpected;

Blessed are you poor!

You who are hungry,

you will be filled! Strong echoes

of his mother’s song!

You who are hated,

becoming unpopular

for my sake, are blest.

Corresponding woes

are spelled out: You who laugh, must

take your turn to weep.

You who are wealthy

are going to miss out. You

have had your blessings.

The poor and the weak

heard his words with joy. Less so

the privileged ones!

© Ken Rookes 2022