Haiku of anticipation
The crowds were coming.
They’d heard he was baptising.
Come! Begin again!
John was a preacher,
among other things. Repent!
Produce righteous fruits!
You brood of vipers!
he cried to the hypocrites
who came, pretending.
Your historical
entitlement is ending;
bear the fruits of love.
What then should we do?
they asked him. Learn how to share;
spread the love around.
Tax collectors came.
Don’t collect more than you
should.
Treat people fairly.
Soldiers came, seeking.
Don’t exploit your position;
wages are enough.
People were asking:
Could he be the promised one
that God is sending?
That one is coming.
I have baptised with water;
he brings the Spirit.
©
Ken Rookes 2018
