Thanks to St. Matthew, who had been
At mass-meetings in Palestine,
We knew whose side was spoken for
When Comrade Jesus had the floor.
"Where sore they toil and hard they lie,
Among the great unwashed, swell I: —
The tramp, the convict I am he;
Cold-shoulder him, cold-shoulder me."
The Dives' door, with thoughtful eye,
He did tomorrow prophesy: —
"The Kingdom's gate is low and small;
The rich can scarce wedge through at all."
"A dangerous man," said Caiaphas,
"An ignorant demagogue, alas!
Friend of low women, it is he
Slanders the upright Pharisee."
For law and order, it was plain,
For Holy Church, he must be slain.
The roops where there to awe the crowd:
And "violence" was not allowed.
Their clumsy force with force to foil
His strong, clean hands he would not soil.
He saw their childishness quite plain
Betweent the lightnings of his pain.
Between the twilights of his end
He made his fellow-felon friend:
With swollen tongue, and blinding eyes,
Invited him to Paradise . . .
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From guest Dani (contact)
I love this poem and I am not a great poetry lover at all. I read this poem while in college and something about it really moved me. -
I don't really like it. It's the form and the mild enjambments that make me not care about the story-line, whether I believe in it or not, it just doesn't bode well when I read it.
But that's my opinion, and solely rests on me.
I did get into the end, the pace was quite nice, and it seemed to be working into something but then it ended and there was nothing for me to grab onto.
It's a nice piece, could have been better, that Cleghorn has written here.
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Wow this is definiteley talent.I wish I could half do what she did in this poem with structure meter and flow.And to be about Jesus is even better.She is quite the writer.
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I find it odd they only have 3 poem's from her. I wonder who she was.I thought it was a nice poem about the life of Christ. Her rhyming impressed me more than I thought it would.
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