Monday, July 26, 2010
Then the soldiers of the governor took Jesus into the governor's headquarters, and they gathered the whole battalion before him. And they stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and twisting together a crown of thorns, they put it on his head and put a reed in his right hand. And kneeling before him, they mocked him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!” And they spit on him and took the reed and struck him on the head. And when they had mocked him, they stripped him of the robe and put his own clothes on him and led him away to crucify him. Matthew 27:27-31
Friends flee and all around silence
deafens the heart a blanket of sorrow
surrounds my soul oh you who stood proud
now vanish into the crowd and point
mocking me for love freely given.
Enemies more honest than disciples
more willing to voice violence and rage
real in the face of upset and trauma
vanished are the smiling friends
who pledged eternity and fidelity.
The darkness gathers, warm air sodden
with dusk and tears, blood weeping
skin ablaze with beating shame and isolation.
If we would do this to God how can we
survive this life of terror and abandonment?
If we who love our children still offer them up
how can we still whisper prayers on our lips?
Creator and brother, companion and friend
we are broken, rent asunder with shame yet ready
to flee from love at every moment.
Alone we cannot live, without you we are dust ground
under the wheel, hidden forever in the waste and run-off
of our panic and our fears.