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Showing posts with label parable. Show all posts
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Friday, May 7, 2021

The Crucifixions

Spread the Word
A Parable of Reversal

By Moristotle

I have revised and retitled the parable “Easter Uprising,” which appeared on April 30, to try to better express my central idea for the poem. A few days after that version appeared, I thought about adding a third stanza, but I quickly saw that some rewording in the second stanza could plant the cross on firmer ground.
    Finally, eight hours before scheduled posting, I made one more change: at the end of the first line of the second stanza, I changed “restoration” to “resurrection.” And then, at last, I saw what my muse may have been trying to tell me all along – the January 6th insurrectionists were, in effect, attempting to resurrect Donald Trump from the crucifixion he seemed to think he had suffered in losing the 2020 presidential election.



Friday, April 30, 2021

Easter Uprising

Spread the Word
A Parable

By Moristotle

God the Father’s people thank Him for resurrection.
His Son had been assailed with “Flog him!”
“Crown him with those thorns!” “Crucify him!”
“Nail his hands and feet!” “Mortify him!”
God‘s people kneel and worship Him for Jesus’ restoration.

Trump’s proud people stand by, they demand his restoration.
They’re very special people; he needs them.
They rally and smash her office; he loves them.
They storm the Capitol. “Get heavy!” “Trash them!”
“Make America great again.” They bring the pain of insurrection.

Copyright © 2021 by Moristotle

Tuesday, December 1, 2020

The Tree

By Victor L. Midyett

[I first heard or read this story many years ago and have no recollection of who originated it. I may have even heard it from a pastor in a sermon. I don’t know. All I recalled was the skeleton of the story and I thought the man in the story’s procedure is a good one for anyone to adopt. This telling of the story is my own.]

I knew a man who had a nerve wracking, stress-filled job, but once he went through the front door of his home to greet his wife and kids, he delivered and was enveloped in smiles and exuberant love.