Sent To The Edge Of The World Poem by Mark Heathcote

Humbly, weren't they chosen as ordinary men?
Like gannet birds sent to the edge of the world:
Fishermen not to catch eat but to carry — Word.
So, who were they, then these twelve apostles?
These were regular guys who didn't possess Bibles.

Who's perception of right and wrong, amen!
Become the cornerstone for all we could wish.
Didn't they hold the solution to all our prayers?
Mostly, fishermen, a tax collector, and roguish
Revolutionary, all were more than soothsayers.