These
three poems attest that I’m not in a great mood tonight. The Abraham passage
was our sermon today from Genesis 12. Yes, I see God’s promise, but it makes me
wonder why he allowed it to go the way it did? We humans just aren’t that great
at times!
It
is easy for me to judge as I wasn’t under the pressure he and his wife were
being refugees and all. That was the part my pastor pointed out today that I
hadn’t really thought about, but I still was annoyed. So, I wrote poems about
my annoyances tonight.
Rainbow
Theology
I
don’t give Abraham a pass!
He
had so little class
In
throwing his wife under the bus
When
you are married you should trust
That
when you are together
You
shouldn’t be scared of the dude
you
are married to
And
what he will do
Sarai
had great beauty
And
too much duty
That
she didn’t say a word
Being
part of the Pharaoh’s herd?
I
don’t get the two of them
He
allowed her to be dragged in
And
she went along
Even
though it was so wrong!
She
could have hidden her face
Walked
with less grace
Acted
a bit
Thrown
fits
He
could have said
She
wasn’t right in the head
He
could have hidden her
How
did this occur?
To
him or her or God?
Yes,
I find that very odd
That
in all the places God asks us
To
find a way to trust
Here
is the future father of a nation
Giving
away his wife in temptation
To
save his own skin
For
the pickle he was in
He
didn’t ask God
Giving
away her bod
Abram
did what made sense
He
built his fence
To
hold on to what was his
Keep
things all his biz
God
smote Pharaoh for this
Because
he sought Sarai’s kiss
Pharaoh
didn’t know
His
part in this show
And
this is how Abram got wealthy?
That
too doesn’t seem healthy
It
was Abram’s mistake
Yet
God’s promise didn’t break
Instead
Abram gets back his lass
And
is given another pass
I
could be rather crass
And
ask why this…d….a?
Sorry
for the sass,
Relax,
I guess
God
sees our mess
Still
we are blessed
Even
when we are pests
Find
X
Two
eyes
Two
lips
One
nose
And
a mouth
You
have them
So
do I
Your
eyes so bright
Mine
washed with salt tears
Yours
wide open
Mine
shut tight
You
sing
I
say
You
chew
I
swallow
You
sniff
I sneeze
You
are the sum
I
am the equation
You
look
I
see
Trump
Card
Korea
the forgotten war
No
more
We’re
opening a door
Will
we walk through it?
The
possibilities are huge
If
we do pursue it
It
isn’t just hyperbole
To
say this
In
stark contrast to every
Time
we’ve heard
That
word huge overused
In
the past many months
Korean
people have never forgotten
What
is rotten
They’ve
understood
That
this strange specimen of “manhood”
Is
up to no good
He
thinks he can waltz in there
And
repair
I’m
a bit scared
What
happens if he gets bored?
As
I’ve heard is common
And
he decides tweet
Something
dumb?
Better
run!
Look
out below!
Things
could blow!
Or
he might just not show up
That
could be better luck
I’d
better practice how to duck
Just
in case
He
does something to disgrace
Oh
Korea,
I wouldn’t
want to be ya
But
please don’t take issue
With
the guy without a clue
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