Month: April 2015

Worst Friday

I have not been very diligent about posting Easter poems, so here is one from last year.

Deb's Few Words

That one day was a bum deal all around.
Betrayal: check
False accusation: check
Torture: check and check.

Just a few days prior to the Very Worst Day,
The people were excited!
Running around, hosannah-ing right and left,
“Oh Jesus we love you you’re the best”
but soon calling out the name of Barabbas.

The Most Awful Day pressed on.

Even worse than the torture
was a sudden deficit of disciples.

Disappeared.
Deny deny deny.

Did he know things were going to go sour
so quickly? All indications are
yes. Still…

As always, it was the women
who showed up, really showed up.
And that one apostle whom Jesus loved.

By then, all that was left was the forgiving
and the dying.

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To My Mother

He took me aside that night
before he washed our feet.

“You know what you must do.
It was written in our book before we
were born.”
I tried to look away, my sadness was so great.
But he would not let me.

“My brother, we are one. Know this:
You are forgiven.
We both drink of this cup.”

I leave this note, and these coins
that they thought were my reward.

My brother knows my heart.

The hatred of the ages
is as nothing.

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