Haiku for those
who will not.
O, Jerusalem,
greatest city of
them all;
most to be pitied.
The Pharisees warn,
Get away from here,
Jesus;
Herod wants your
life.
O, Jerusalem;
entitlement and
power,
keenly defended.
The perfect venue
for the killing of
prophets,
O, Jerusalem!
Jesus will return
to the great city
one day,
to meet destiny.
Jesus is weeping
for Jerusalem’s
children,
who turn from God’s
love.
As a hen enfolds
her brood with
protective wings,
so I would love you.
Yet you would not
come.
You made your
choice, live with it;
I have done my best.
One day you’ll see
me
and shout: Blessed,
he who comes
in the name of God!
©
Ken Rookes 2019
