A Crucifixion, A Resurrection And What Next? Poem by M D Dinesh Nair
A Crucifixion, A Resurrection And What Next?
The stars whispered into the ears of one another
The tale of the treachery of Judas
Laughed at his 30 silver coins
And then observed the graveyard opening!
The Great Resurrection!
The disbelief of Joseph of Arimathea and several women,
The violent earthquake
And then the words of the angel,
”He is risen just as he said”
And the rumours of the Chief priests bribing
The soldiers who brought the news
The 12 appearances near the tomb, on the road to Emmaus,
And then at the sea of Galilee
The talking and eating together,
Allowing Himself to be touched and
Someone laughing at the Doubting Thomas
We read and hear again and again
Promises un-kept unnerving a throng much down
Even as the Father and the Son perhaps playing Golf
In the infinite spaces afar celebrating the reunion
A race marches on unto the verge of doom
With no coffins further opening
With many corpses turning out to be fossils
Mere fossils!
The worldwide crucifixions are still on
One thousand Golgothas are raised,
A million crosses are readied and
Three million nails are driven through flesh and bones ordinary
The Pilates are washing their hands
In purified water....
Everything counts here!
The world is becoming darker despite
A wilder sun and the neon bulbs!
The sky is getting farther and farther
Beyond which the Son and the Father
Are perhaps living a life of THEIR OWN!
Great Commission to the disciples
Cannot yet be sent again
And the engrossing tales of that healing touch
Cannot alone be told with the bleeding crowd swelling!
From those vast grounds hey Lord,
Where You play the space time golf
Come down oh dear Father, come down
And please, bend down to our graveyards smelling blood
To lift us all and make Your home full
We need a resurrection!
Remember for once,
'Thy kingdom hath not come'.
10 cheers to ma'am valsa's comment on this detailed and witty write up, good one dinesh ji!
So, you know the entire history around Jesus' crucifixion and resurrection.... The image of the Father and the Son playing golf in the extensive golf course of the sky has brought a smile on my lips..... But golf is a rich man's game.... Is it not a little incongruous to associate Jesus born into the lap of poverty with the game of golf....? Playing Kabadi would have been better.... Any way a remarkable write Dinesh.... enjoyed much! !
No indeed, 'Thy kingdom hath not come, ' and I doubt that it ever will. A cynical write Dinesh, but well constructed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 4:28:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
God's kingdom appears to be only receding, a very powerful poem.